Thursday, May 2, 2013
2 fly guides and 1 beagle.
The plan was to go out for a lil trip on leisurely Sunday afternoon venture last weekend. Simple plan to just go check out some undisturbed water on a small creek and find what might be in the water and rising. Well that turned into a overnight campout, & catching up with friends from the Western Rivers Fly shop who were wanting to go to another spot and see if there was some healthily brown trout that were lurking around and looking up to big bugs and not just tiny mayflies. Well seeing how they are the fly guides, and this was their day off, I was not going to miss out. You ever heard the phrase in a fly shop… “ Hey Guide, Where would you go fishing if it was your day off” well here I was, in that real life scenario. I was bound to pick up a nugget or 2 of useable information that could allow me to nab some fish. Or was I? My buddy Gimley also was sporting a nice new Tundra so now we would be rollin’ in style as we headed out of the city to get to the peaceful lazy river. Asher had his little buddy Gizmo the wonder beagle in tow too and the 4 of us were off with plenty of whisky to light a prairie fire and enjoy some late April out o’door chilaxation. Upon arrival to the river valley when set up camp and were on our way to see what was in the river before sundown. The darkness was nearly on and in fact I was the only one still fishing in the water with the the low light when I get a hit from a nice browner who decided to snack on a black cricket I had tied on. I whooped in excitement and showed the gents what willing fish I had found from the photo I had shot. Fast fwd: thought the beer swillin’ and whiskey bender to the next morning. I awoke to one of those nights that seemed to last only 1 second long. You know when you head hits the pillow and the next thing you know, there is birds chirping and you see sun light on the ridge top. That said after a refresh of the red Gatorade we were waderring up and picking flies and taking a look at what section of water we going to start our day on. The 3 anglers and 1 beagler we were in the river and the tips or tricks learned I would have to say was these: Eagle rare whiskey goes down super smooth as you are kicked back around a campfire. A poison tung or smallish yellow stone under a dry fly will insure you get a lot more action with selective trout. Last but not least, beaver ponds make great holding cells for the biggest trouts in the whole damn river. There you go, don say I never told you nothing of value. N-joy the pics. Cheers.