tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246601229297993652.post5141983789353671769..comments2023-11-05T02:50:57.181-07:00Comments on The Fly-fishing mind of Jeff Allen: On the River: Norfork River, ArkansasAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10152540275123479340noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246601229297993652.post-62142834126813283792010-08-17T14:04:36.873-06:002010-08-17T14:04:36.873-06:00Well said.Well said.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10152540275123479340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246601229297993652.post-9944199840261083972010-08-17T11:04:40.788-06:002010-08-17T11:04:40.788-06:00I'd like to avoid spouting cliche gibberish in...I'd like to avoid spouting cliche gibberish in your comments section, Jeff, but when I think about this trip, I invariably start gushing.<br /><br />I'm new to the sport (4 years), and I've only fished a couple places outside of Colorado. This was by far the most memorable.<br /><br />Strands of mist lazily fingered the slate water as the dawning sun burned orange over tree-crowded banks. Blue herons, slender, silhouetted, were our only company on the river as each day broke. There was a stillness and peace in the warm, water-laiden air that quieted the soul and focused the mind.<br /><br />You see what I mean about gushing... All that to say, the fishing was the shit. :)<br /><br />I've had some spectacular days in my first few years of fishing (thanks to Jeff and his patient guidance), but after nearly 40 trout in a few hours on the first day, I knew we were in for something special. We spent more time scoping the water for larger fair the following two days, and we picked up a few healthy browns. But the consistently staggering thing about the river was the shear quantity of fish it held.<br /><br />I spent a couple hours late one morning fishing a run that was holding 50 fish. 30 or so were suckers, but there were a couple dozen trout interspersed among them. I'd drift past two or three suckers and wait for the trout to turn--simple as that. Then I'd move five feet upstream and fish to the next trout.<br /><br />Then there was the spot near the dam where the water, rising as the generators kicked on, pushed at least three-dozen trout into a back eddie. It was like 45 minutes of shooting fish in a barrel.<br /><br />The calm of the mornings was the best though--a truly wonderful time spotting fish in crystal-clear water, with no Colorado winds to battle. And lazy afternoons and evenings with the Allen family were just as sweet as the mornings on the river.<br /><br />If you ever get the chance to spend a day on the river with Jeff or Jay, take it.<br /><br />Fan-boy gratefully signing off--Benhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04713171166679180440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246601229297993652.post-82913919379961755712010-08-17T09:13:23.620-06:002010-08-17T09:13:23.620-06:00sounds like an awesome place,, great reaport!!sounds like an awesome place,, great reaport!!Bigerrfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02792787195626433425noreply@blogger.com