Down on the dock on the Columbia at Washougal.
There were half a dozen Ospreys flying around all day in the Summer time.
If you held a fish up in the air, they would spot it. Every Time.
If I was lucky enough to catch any. Usually trash fish like Pea Mouths and Bull Heads.
I had one snatch a fish I threw up in the air get so close I could hear the sound of the wind in it’s wings as it flew off. The damn things are bigger than you think they are too.