Dodging the Runoff (Day 2) TR
Continuing the search for some clear, running water. Guy in the local flyshop lets on that a stream just down the road (relatively speaking) is high, but clean and THE big bugs are coming off. I file that away as probable B.S.; why would someone tell that to a perfect stranger unless he?s running a misdirection or is planning to jump me on the stream, steal my sorry collection of gear and bury my remains in a shallow grave along the Interstate? After the tailwater adventure of the previous day, though, some action a bit closer to home base seems in order and the chance to toss some topwater stuff seals the deal.
More like bwo weather but you take what you get
different kind of speed goat, 1970 vintage (I think)
upper reaches are clear, as advertised; 2 more days and they?re fishable, too
a little farther down; looks good, but still not legal
starting the countdown
someone?s got a problem with 19
the magic number
two feet visibility. not going in much deeper; river's honkin along pretty good and the softer water along the banks looks to be the place for dries
started with a big orange thing, got 1 refusal and a toilet-flush rise that I was late on. saw a few skwalas crawling around so switched out and started hooking up; browns, nothing heroic but nice and caught the way Tom Whiting and the guy who invented craft foam intended
move downstream a bit, skwala seems to be losing it's edge. look up, see the swallows going crazy and the first of the armored hummingbirds make their appearance; switch back to the orange thing and for 4 hours life is very good. browns and 'bows, none of the run-ups but bigger than anything I normally see on this water
beating around the bushes
I feel like a peeping Tom
Last edited by ScottP; 05-18-2013 at 01:40 AM.
river is alive with bugs - caddis, March Browns, stoneflies big-and-small, all which would probably draw interest, but it's so much fun fishing the perch float I see no need to change.
Things finally wind down about the time the sun drops below the cliffs so I pack it up and drive out. Pretty big water down low (only folks I see on the river all day are kayaking through here)
maybe not snow-capped peaks but pretty country in it's own way
looks like Sauron's eye
my apologies to Josh for doubting him
Between oil change / tire rotation and balancing and the months-early monsoonal thunderstorm of the day, I broke down and took the fly rod to the gravel pit lake down in the valley, chasing a carp. Never even had a grab, but I caught a half dozen bass, a half dozen crappie, two trout, two gills, and one green sunnie. Enough to take the edge off for a day or two.
Local trib is in full runoff mode, will be a couple weeks before I can get across it to the river again. Oh well.
Didn't mention any stream names. On anything besides the Madison, Missouri or any of the other big name water that everybody and their siblings know about, that's considered hotspotting; bad form and not something I care to do.