
Tied these yesterday morning for yesterday’s outing. This time last year, about the only fly needed was an October Caddis. From late September through early November. With an occasional smaller fly for certain situations. This year the October Caddis simply is not getting attention from the trouts. Small and smaller flies are definitely at the top of the menu.
Stopped along the way to chat with the young woman who was monitoring the fish trap on the Crooked Fork. Holy mackeral …

… and that was only one bucket. This one was mostly juvenile steelhead “outgoing” with a few chinook salmon. The other bucket was mostly chinook, with a couple bull trout. Kelly estimated that there were over 300 fish between the two buckets. Talk about a party !!!
I didn’t notice while looking at the fishies and taking some pix, but …

… there was one very unusual fish in with the steelhead. Need to do some checking to find out what it is.
My first stop…

… was more about fly testing …

… to get the party started. And it did …

At that stop, all five of the flies above caught at least one fish.
The next stop was more about fishing …

… which was a good thing, because the fishing was pretty darned good. The fly shown above, which is basically a scaled down Duck’s Green Drake / BWO, was a big hit. All the other flies also caught at least a fish or two each, but the Duck’s BWO caught something like fifteen over about an hour and a half. At one point, it took four fish on four consecutive casts, and they were the larger fish taken at that place.
And, finally, with some rain on Saturday and then again early yesterday, a lot of the smoke was dissipated. Still some around here and there, but for the most part the air was clear and the views were back to normal with sky and clouds and …


At the last stop …

… there was a bit of smoke. Note the tree down in the river a little way upstream on the right. Knocked down by the fire. It’s not clear, but to the far right of the above pic, the fire came down the slope almost to the water.
To top a day of good fishing off, I saw a golden eagle on a deer carcass just before Lolo Pass on the way home.
And, when I got just below the turn off from U.S. 12 for the road to Elk Meadows, there was a herd of 40-50 elk. One old bull, a couple young bulls, and a bunch of cows and calves. The best part was the ratio of cows and calves - close to 1:1. Speaks well for the future of the herd.
John