riverman Sort of like a mom-and-pop backyard river with 2 meter
riverman salmon in it.

Exactly.

In summer 2000 when I was fishing the river there was a heatwave in
the Lappland area. The temperature was something like +25C in the
middle of the night.

We started fishing some time in the afternoon. The place where we
started fishing was a nice island in the middle of the stream. I could
have stayed on this island the whole week! A gorgeous spot, and
because the river is not too massive, you can see the salmon swimming
up the river. Big salmon.

There were two of us on the island, and we started to fish one side of
it so that the other guy waded slowly downstream after me. There was a
really good looking spot on the other side of the stream, and I cast
there a couple of times, but nothing happened. I went to my friend and
showed him the good spot. He landed his first ever salmon on his
second cast to the spot: a silvery 5lb grilse. And this was on the
first day of our trip. Mind you, the next salmon we caught was on the
_last_ day of our 14-day trip, so hooking those salmon can be quite a
bit of work...

Anyway, whereas the other guys went to sleep some time during the
night, I stayed up until the morning. The combination of 25C and the
neoprene waders I had at that time added an extra twist. I think I
sweated at least five liters during the night. But I really did not
even notice it before I returned to the camp and poured those five
liters out of the waders... And no, the waders did not leak, and
neither did I. ;-)

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Jarmo Hurri

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