March: In Like a Lamb

Temps in the 50s for the past couple days. All it brought were a couple midges and a few rising trout. Nothing like casting to trout with the advantage of standing on the water like in the photo above.

First Spey Cast

On a balmy day in late February we decided to venture to some tail waters nearby. The last time I had fished here I caught one bow and lost one, this was back in December. Needless to say, it was nice to get out and not have to break ice from the guides. I also got to try out a spey rod for the first time. I can't say I got it down because it will take a couple hours, but definitely a useful tool. Here's a couple photos of the excursion. Nothing too exciting.

Testament of a Fisherman

I fish because I love to; because I love the environs where trout are found, which are invariably beautiful, and hate the environs where crowds of people are found, which are invariably ugly; because of all the television commercials, cocktail parties, and assorted social posturing I thus escape; because, in a world where most men seem to spend their lives doing things they hate, my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion; because trout do not lie or cheat and cannot be bought or bribed or impressed by power, but respond only to quietude and humility and endless patience; because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don't want to waste the trip; because mercifully there are no telephones on trout waters; because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness; because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there; because maybe one day I will catch a mermaid; and, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant - and not nearly so much fun.

-John Voelker (Robert Traver )

Fall chrome is home! Found this player in some fishy looking water after only a few casts. Got a snag and slowly released it careful not to spook any fish. Backed up closer to the bank and drifted a Galloup's Sex Dungeon through the run. Then the fun began, fought er for a good 15-20 minutes to have a buddy net it only a few feet from me. It was then I realized I need a bigger net for steelies. It measured 28" snapped a few photos and back in the water.

Photo Test

September Slab: Night fishing for browns, only fish of the night.

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Fishing da Fly has begun. Hope to update frequently...