Monday, August 30, 2010

Rinse and Repeat, same river next day

Got back out yesterday to the same river, but decided to head north this time from the bridge. Above the bridge is a nice deep pool where several fish were feeding. As if on queue for Saturday's sure hookups, I had 3 LDR's for the day. One of them put up a good fight, and I probably horsed him to much trying to keep him out of some rocks. Overall it was a great day.

Now here's the weird part of the fishing weekend. For flies, they would only take "drowned" small flies. I tried every sort of nymph I could think of without any luck. No action, or action, it didn't matter.They weren't interested. I went back to surface flies, and they would get a little bit of action. But every time I got a hit, except for one, it was a sub-surface hit of the fly making its way down the current. Adding any weight on the line to get it deeper made it so that they ignored the fly. Additionally, in most cases, I had to "get their attention" by giving the fly a couple of subtle strips. Generally once I had their attention they'd either investigate or hit the fly outright.

Have any of you ever experienced this? What fly would you recommend using in this situation. They were never interested in terrestials either. I tried ants and beetles. This part of the river is to high country for hoppers at 9100' elevation.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

First Fish on a fly I tied

This morning I headed up into the mountains to do some serious fly fishing on some areas that I am familiar with. While I haven't fished the Little Popo before, I've fished its cousin the Middle, and several other streams in the area.

Today, I decided was the day that I am going to fish only my flies until I catch something with a fly I have tied myself. Well it paid off. Fishing for about 5 minutes, I caught my first fish of the day on an Elk Hair Caddis.

I clipped off the fly to save as a memory, and tied on another fly of my own, a Light Cahil. A short time later, I caught a small brookie no bigger than my hand. As the day went on, all brookies were very small.

After a while some weather moved in, bringing thunder and lightning with it. So I went back to the truck for about 45 minutes.

Finally I came across a fly that I believe bdesavage created in one of the monthly swaps. It has antron for a face forward wing, and a furled off hook tail with some hackle as well. The fish loved it for a while on the surface. I let the slime stay on it, and it soon became a sinking fly. That seemed to work just as well. I would cast it into the lane, and let it slowly sink. If the fish ignored it, I'd give it a quick strip to get the fish to notice it. If they noticed it, I'd give it a couple of small strips to keep them enticed, then all I had to do was hang on when they'd take the fly.

Overall, a total of 6 rainbows, and 2 brook trout were brought to hand. I saw several larger fish resting on the bottom. I plan on going back with some streamers in the near future.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Exploring New Waters

Well my Dad and I went exploring up to the Northern Shoshoni Forest area. I wanted to scout the Brooks Lake area, and if the weather cooperated stalk some trout in the outlet stream. Plenty of trout to be found, not shy of humans, but very wary of flies. I did manage to bring my first trout to the net for the summer season. Good to get that skunk off. I definitely plan on making another trip back to that area. The stream was filled with rainbows, a couple of brookies, and even a whitefish.

Best time of the year... fishing season in the mountains. 

Tight Lines all.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Making my Grandfather's Day

My family is visiting, along with my 84 year old grandfather. One of his requests knowing that we go out fishing was to catch and bring home some fish. He hasn't had fresh caught fish in probably 15 to 20 years that I can recall. So with that in mind my Dad and I headed up to Worthen Meadows with Brook Trout in mind.

A busy day was had. My Mom joined along and sat by the bank reading a book, while my Dad and I hit the lake fishing. It was an active day as the fish were biting and hungry.

Not much fly fishing here as my Dad doesn't do that. (and with one eye is can be difficult for him to judge distances.) However, while trolling away, I had my first two fish on at the same time, one on each rod. While we paused the boat so I could reel them in my Dad cast out and caught his first fish of the day as well. First 3 fish were 2 brook trout, and a cutthroat. As is my standard custom, the cutthroat was immediately released. The brookies added to the stringer. As the day continued on the fish kept hammering at the lures. In most cases if they missed the first hit, they would come back and hit it a second and third time. It was a bit windy, but as long as we stayed towards the north shore we were shielded from the wind and able to do well. The fish are starting to rise, but again the wind wasn't calm enough to let them rise on a regular basis. By days end, a total of 12 fish were landed, about a half dozen more LDR's. Some small duns and midges were hatching in the calmer sections, and I saw at least one female dropping eggs. Most fish appeared to be rising to the larger terrestrials that were being blown off the northern shore.

Overall it was a successful day. 7 brookies and 1 rainbow trout were brought home to feed the family. My grandfather was happy, and though his weight is down because he hasn't been eating enough, he went back for seconds on the fish. Definitely something that made us all a bit happy. It was nice to see my grandfather so happy about a meal. And also my Dad catching his first real trout and figuring out just how strong they can be. Dad was very surprised when near the end of the day, as I was turning the boat back into the shallower water while in 30' water he had a strike and the fish quickly made its way to the bottom (Our lures were swimming at 4') and got him hung up in some rocks. Unfortunately that fish got away, but it showed him the true power of trout.

Below is a picture of the lake with the cirque towers in the background.