On the River: Frying Pan River, Basalt, CO

June 8, 2009

How can you not love the Pan? True, it's much like the Taylor River, if you fish it too much there's something wrong with you. Not because it's not an awesome river, or extremely fun, but because you need life in moderation... and it's unnatural. If all of your fly fishing experience is on these type of rivers, then you are missing a HUGE part of the sport. But, I'll digress from my fly fishing philosophy and get to the point...

We (Jay, Heather, Michelle and I) actually showed up Monday morning at around 11 AM and to our surprise there were about 4 people fishing the upper flats, which didn't leave much room for our favorite type of fishing (sight-nymphing to browns). So, we spent the morning blind fishing nymphs and did alright. One thing I will say about the Pan is I do not have much fun if I'm not sight nymphing. I think it has to do with the fact that you know what is in there, but without the visual aspect you make 50 drifts and have no idea if those finicky monsters are even looking at your fly. If I have to blind nymph I typically head downstream to the higher velocity water.

We took fish on baetis, midges and mysis (translation: a good drift is what took fish, not the pattern). Then, a short break for lunch and ...

Kapow! For some divine reason we rolled onto the river, there was no one in the Trough, and a baetis hatch was starting to get into EPIC proportions. Before lunch we were seeing the occasional riser, so we knew it was possible, but when we got back onto the river it was heads everywhere!

We fished a pretty standard baetis adult, and again, it was getting a good drift over the fish that ensured a slow, methodical, sexy rise where you could see well down the fishes mouth during the take. The best description is like a hollywood fight scene where the action goes into super-slow-motion for that brief moment of awesomeness! (yes, I'm aware that awesomeness is not a real word ... but it is now!)

Until the wind really started picking up in the afternoon we never had to move an inch. There was always plenty of risers within casting distance. As far as size is concerned, there was nothing too epic, but with the average being 15" and the color of those Frying Pan browns it was a day for the memory book.

-Jeff

On the River: Colorado River, CO

June 5, 2009

Day two found Jay and I fishing the same stretch of river, just working some new water. We didn't have as much time since we spent the morning fishing a smaller creek that was a potential site for the Teva Mtn. Games finals, but after an hour of catching 8" browns and realizing that we didn't need to know much more information than we had already gathered, we high-tailed it back over to the Colorado.

From a biological perspective we could not have hit better timing. The day before the Salmon flies were in the bushes and the air ... everywhere. It was pretty thick. But today we rolled onto the same stretch of river and not much was left. It was cool to see the transition from bugs everywhere to just a few stragglers hanging around.

Jay actually came up with the theory that there could still be a lot of drown stones caught up in the side eddy's that get washed down the day after. So, we fished a dark woolly bugger just a foot or two below an indicator. The beauty of anytime you can get a short rig like that is you can detect strikes almost instantaneously. Needless to say, we did even better than we did yesterday.

Another interesting note was that we were still seeing explosive rises with no "live" bugs anywhere near the water. But it wasn't long that we noticed huge mats of shucks getting washed downstream too. Being that we didn't have a shuck imitation (I'm not sure I've ever heard of anyone tying one either), we figured the same principles of the drown stone would apply and a well placed cast over a "riser" would produce an explosive indicator stop.

Granted, none of these thoughts are exactly hard science, it is good food for thought the next time your out on the river around the stonefly hatch. In fact, as you'll see in one of my future blogs, we fished the exact same rig later that week on the Gunnison Gorge with the same success.

I love this sport!
-Jeff

On the River: Colorado River, CO

It's sad really ... to think I've lived in Colorado almost 13 years now and never fished the Colorado River until June 4, 2009.

Jay and I rolled up to the Colorado (Pumphouse to Radium) since the local reports were that the Eagle River was too high to float and that means the final fishing round of the Teva Mtn. Games would be on the Colorado River.

The Colorado wasn't exactly ... how do you say ... a sparkling gem flowing through a canyon. No, it was milk chocolate like everything else in the state. Ok, to be fair it was more like coffee with cream. You could see into the river about 6 to 8 inches, which means it could have been worse.

On the plus side, there were plenty of Salmon flies in the bushes, and the trout never neglect a food source like that, no matter how off color the river is. We figured our work was cut out for us and we started fishing heavy weighted stonefly patterns, trailing with ... whatever fly sounded good at the moment, sort of as an "x-factor". Turned out that the fish were slamming the stones pretty heavily. Jay's first fish of the day (the rainbow pictured above) hit the tape at 19" solid, and as you can tell he was well fed.

I will say that it was some pretty odd fishing. With the water so high and the velocity pushing, the only thing you could do was look for deep back eddies. When you got the fly down to the bottom the best technique was to give it some slow strips to make it look like it was a stone crawling for the shore. More often then not, one of those strips would stop dead. It was more like bass fishing than any trout fishing I've done and pretty much exactly the same technique Michelle and I were using on the Gunnison just a few weeks earlier.

There was also the added bonus of the occasional steady Salmon Fly riser. It turned out that by the end of the day you could go either route. Jay stuck to the nymphs mostly and I had my rod rigged with a Salmon Fly most of the day. When it was all said and done Jay probably landed more fish, but I wasn't far behind and with most of mine coming on a size #4 dry fly that is a feather in anyones cap.

The next day was another story ...

-Jeff

Roadtrip over...

Well, this blog has gone a little neglected lately. The good news is that it is because I've been getting out on the river more than I have time to blog, so that's not all bad.

Jay and I have returned from the Teva Mtn. Games humbled and in need of much practice. Neither of us made it to the finals, and I will say that there are some serious casters at that competition. Not to worry though, we had a lot of fun, and we fished new waters 4 days in a row so I'd say that things were quite successful (even though I moped around quite a bit Saturday afternoon after not doing so well in the casting competition).

Consider this entry a bit of a pre-cursor to the next couple of fishing reports since they are all from rivers around the Vail area.
Tight lines,
-Jeff

Roadtrip!

Well, in three days time Jay and I will be hitting our first ever fly fishing competition. Yes... that's right, we are heading to the Teva Mtn. Games in Vail, CO.

I must admit that I'm a little torn between mixing fly fishing and competition. In all fairness, it's more of a publicity stunt since we figure there will be a lot of fly fisherman gathered in one spot, and by simply sporting a t-shirt with our name and information on it, we will be able to get the word out about our business. The irony of being there is that I'm not much of a "competitive spirit" kind of guy (translation: competition makes me nervous and I usually choke and lose it).

We do have these sweet t-shirts I designed (see below) that I think will be pretty cool and not too terribly shameless. Plus, when it's all said and done we'll probably be putting some smaller logos on it and printing some for sale on the website.

All in all, I think it'll be a fun weekend. Jay and I are meeting in Vail tonight, and it's going to be two days of "prep" by hitting the river, tying a lot of flies and casting at hoops in a grassy lawn. Not too bad of a 4 day weekend in anyones book if you ask me. Plus, if we make it to the final round we get a free float trip and a chance to win some gear.

If you're headed that way be sure to look for the guys in the Allen Brothers t-shirts and give us a shout (we'll be the two that look a lot alike).

-Jeff