FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

After looking at the tides and the weather for the week no day looked any better than any other so time to hit the bay.  The lake is not going anywhere and it will be good to catch a few fish and make sure all the tackle and wading stuff is up to snuff for the Chandeleur trip.  First up will be my favorite redfish bank, they may not be the smartest fish on the planet but they are right up there with their fighting prowess.  Might actually keep one, they make a great smoked fish dip.  So with no other plan than that I will be on the water at daylight.  (As a side note sure do love this time of year when it does not get daylight until 7:00.)

Weather

63/91.  Plenty of sunshine with a 1% chance of rain.   Wind NE 5 – 8 mph.

Tides

High 2:57 am  0.85 ft.

Low  10:07 am   0.49 ft.

High  3:23 pm   1.04 ft.

Activity Times

Minor  7:26 am to 8:26 am.   Major  1:33 pm to 3:33 pm.

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Dead calm.  A early morning run does not get any better than this!

Kind of a Different Day

Words can not adequately describe how cool looking it was right before the sun came up.  First up was my favorite redfish bank, and that is when it got unusual.  Normally one, or more, nice ones will blow up on the topwater on that bank.  But after I had fished half of it with one half hearted hit, I went right through a school of fish, which looked like nice reds.  Dropped the power pole and picked up the Mansfield Magic Knockin Tail and tossed it out there, catching a smaller trout on my first cast.  And that would define the day.  It is a really unusual day at POC when I  do not catch a keeper red but it was a good trout morning.  As a side note did have a really nice trout blow up on the topwater mid morning which I probably should have caught.

First cast trout.  Ended up keeping 3 for a fry and tossed the rest back.

As I whipped on them pretty good it finally dawned on me, the mullet run, along with other stuff, is on and that was the pattern.  I have had that happen in the late fall when you just stay there as the bait comes by, and so do the fish.  And as the bait came by tossing the Knockin Tail across them will get you bit.  Basically the way it went on the first place.

After them finally tearing up the Mansfield Magic time to go to what has become my staple, the Purple Demon Limetreuse.  I can count the number of days in the past when I fished anything resembling this color, but it has produced regularly, which is all I care about.  They were not exactly slamming it today, most there when you lifted it up after hopping it as opposed to having a thump type bite.  The 3/16 jig head was the preferred weight today.

After the initial run of a dozen or so it was more a couple here and a couple there.

The water color was crap in Big Bayou and even crappier in the Oil Cut.  In the bigger drains as the tide slowly fell out this morning it was a wash out of dirty water, and those areas produced zip.  Unfortunately when the tide ran out it was a slow unimpressive drop.  It did not stimulate a good bite.  They came off soft bottom, oyster bars, and deeper channels, so it was no real pattern other than rafts of bait.   I was happy with trout numbers today and I lost a couple of nicer ones boat flipping.  But once 3 for the fry were in the box it was no big deal and a lot easier on them.  And there was a couple of other happenings that kept the morning interesting.

A nice flounder, it is time.  Best of the day was this little grouper.  

The flounder was on the Mansfield Magic, which has produced some of my best flounder, which was no big surprise as they will start showing up now that it is time.  Plus the Mansfield Magic put the serious hurt on them last winter on the river and the bay, I can not wait for that to start.  But the grouper was the catch of the day.  It seems like every year or two I catch a little one, kind of surprising as this area is not a big nursery like you have in the Everglades.  But it is always cool to add a new fish to the Knockin Tail total.

I give the morning an A.  It has been a while since I fished POC, and will be there a whole lot more now.  I was a little surprised at the amount of traffic but all outdoors is busier so welcome to a new day.

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Living with the Boss is a never ending travel adventure.  She just confirmed the Alaska trip of a lifetime in June, which I am really looking forward to.  As a part of that one, besides fishing for salmon, rainbows, and halibut, we are spending 3 days at a bear camp with biologists and photographers, which should be crazy.

Leave her alone for a minute and then there is more.  We had an airline credit for a cancelation due to the covid that we had to use by the end of January so guess what?  It is off to Panama.  So much of what we have heard Panama is a cool place.  As far as I am concerned the fact they drive on the “right” side and use US dollars is right down my travel alley.  So the adventure continues.

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Tomorrow I have to act like a big boy and do some responsible stuff.  But Friday it will be back to the lake at daylight to see if I can improve on that pattern.  That spoon and Knockin Tail fishing is fun, and a little different.  A pattern I remembered from fishing an oxbow off the Arkansas river.  What made that a cool trip was jumping the levy to get back to the tied off jon boat on that remote lake.  But that is another story.  The fishing is definitely on the upstroke so time to get after it.  And after talking to Tim of Wade Right today about the Chandeleur trip I am feeling it.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

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Nice when the weather, and the fish, cooperate.  It was blowing lightly out of the north, the color was a little better than the other day, and the water temp is still in the mid 80’s.  The sun was not out as I headed up lake to the area I have been catching them, and they were there.  I started with a buzzbait and did not have a bite so after half hour switched to the spoon and Pearl Knockin Tail trailer, the bite was on.

They were shallow and biting the spoon and Knockin Tail.

I learned 2 very important things today about where they were.  First, the ones above and below were super shallow.  The first area the grass sticks out 20 – 40 feet and they were right on the bank in a foot of water, if that.  The spoon and Knockin Tail is about all you could throw in that heavy cover.  You had to make sure it was moving the minute it hit the water.

The camera setting was not quite right but the fishing was fast and furious and I did not reset until I made a big move.

Early when you got a bite there were more there.  The best places seem to be on the deep side from the point going in a big cove.  Long main lake banks do not seem to be the place.  But one thing happened as the morning wore on, better bites.

This girl absolutely smoked it.

The good bites came on points with wind and not quite as heavy cover. but you still needed something.  I was reeling it fairly fast, keeping it about 6 inches deep.  Only a couple came more than a foot off the edge of the cover, most close to the bank no matter how far it was from the edge.  For the morning it was a good 15 and I easily missed or lost that many.  A couple of good ones flopped off when I tried to boat flip them, just to lazy to get the net out, but when you are catching them no big deal.

A bunch were like this.

As far as using the spoon and Knockin Tail 2 things have definitely improved my bites and hook ups.  First I added a quality SS swivel, as small as I could go to keep down the line twist. Second, when you put the Knockin Tail on the spoon it will run right as long as the Knockin Tail is straight or a little up toward the barb.  If it is past the bend in the hook and pointing more down it hampers the spoon’s action.  When you get it right it looks mean in the water.

I could not have asked for better conditions.  It stayed just cloudy enough until I quit at 1:30, and the wind blew just right.  As I said before main lake banks just did not have any fish on them to speak of.  Other areas they were bunched up.  If it would just cool off a little more and the lake remain stable looks like the fall bite is on.  A good morning.

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Thanks to those of you who responded on the pics.  Guess it was just a weird happening that only affected a couple of out of state readers.  I could not do this without the input of those of you who read this, thanks for the help.

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Watching Rudy Giuliani destroy not only his legal career but his reputation has been tough to watch.  And now Rudy has admitted under oath that all the allegations and lawsuits over the election were nothing more than nonsense.  Why?  He admitted he got his information from Facebook and did not interview a single soul.   So if you respect an attorney who does that kind of leg work on your case, or if you believe what you read on Facebook, you deserve each other.  Sorry but attorneys take enough guff anyway without a buffoon like this helping drag down the reputation of the profession.

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And the last off topic,  I would like to congratulate the women who engaged in the big fight at Victoria’s  IHOP.  It cast a great light on the state of Texas  (Like Texas needs any more bad press.) and women in general.  Not sure what was up but it sure was ugly and nasty for lots of reasons.  What in the world is happening with folks?  Is violence becoming the answer to all things, or are folks reverting back to nothing more than animals?  Or just maybe someone was bogarting the syrup for that mountain of pancakes.

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Not sure what is next but things are looking up.  I have a few more days before I head to the north country so will definitely be on the water.  Even though I have tons of saltwater coming soon think I will slip out to POC one day and there is no way I am not going to take advantage of the bite on the lake again.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

Here you go Rick.  I am using a regular Johnson Silver minnow and a pearl Knockin Tail

Tip of the Day:  Should be a redfish killer and tough on the bigger trout too!

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Not sure what is going on, reports no pictures though looks fine on my end.

So this is a test, will try to find out what is going on so bear with me.

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

I am still beat from the trip and here it is 8:30 Thursday morning and I have not headed to the lake yet.  Feel like staying home and resting another day but it is cloudy and looking awfully bassy.  And with the forecast for the next 4 days being some serious rain time to get off my old butt and head to the water.  It has been a month so we shall see.

Weather

73/89.  Considerable cloudiness with a 60% chance of a couple of showers and a thunderstorm; humid.  Wind  ESE  8 – 13mph.  (I call BS on the considerable cloudiness.)

Lake Level

Today  97.59 msl.  One month ago  95.99 msl.   (Until I see it I will reserve judgement on these numbers.)

Solunar Time

Major  8:34 am to 10:34 am.   (Guess I better get going.)

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Poor Planning equals Poor Performance.

Well that was interesting.  If you read between the lines above you can tell I was not really feeling it.  Then when I got to the lake, no camera and no phone.  Never even crossed my mind.  But not really necessary if you think about it, fished for 30 years without them.  But to add misery to the mix it was completely cleared off and dead calm when I put in.

There is obviously a tournament this weekend because the bass boys were out and of course the usual crappie fishermen.  The lake was dead calm, the water temp ranged from 84 to 88 as the morning wore on and the color is marginal, but not that big a deal.  And there is plenty of stuff in the water which had my hopes up.

Over the next couple of hours it was slow at best.  Caught a midget on the spoon and Knockin Tail, but missed 3.  So maybe it is the bait, so next up the buzzbait, and that went worse, missed 4.  You could tell they were not interested, the wind not blowing a lick and it was hot and humid as hell.  Stopped at one of my deeper worm places and caught 2 smalls and lost 1 on the watermelon stick worm, rigged Texas style.  I threw the swim jig on one bank and did not have a bite.

At this point I had done about half of what I wanted so since the Boss was wanting some fish I trolled the catfish area.  Even that was slow but did get her a nice one for Saturday.  2 small white bass and 2 small bass also jumped on, but they weren’t much.  Things have changed but today I totally blame on the conditions, and my being lazy.  It would have definitely been better if I had been there at daylight.

Since I was not around not sure if the water color is due to the raise, or whether the lake has just turned over, (Unlikely.)  or whether this is the color it will be.  The loss of the grass sure has led to an overall deterioration of the water color.  But it is what it is, and if fall would ever get here it can only improve.

Speaking of fall it was downright Texas hot and humid minus any wind.  Sure did not miss that the last month.  There were spotty clouds but it did not stay clouded over for more than a couple of minutes, then back to mile high sky and dead calm.  It is almost October and it is just time to cool off.  Plus, starting to thinking about the rivers and creek.  That is just a month away, the sooner we get some real cold fronts the sooner that bite will start.

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One thing I thought about when I was in Colorado was the high price of gas.  At almost $4 a gallon it raised the cost of filling the truck by at least $15.  That does not bode well for the future.  So here is my projection for the future of boating.  Times they are a changing for the oil and gas industry and fossil fuels.  Gas is never going to be cheaper, which is my guess, and with it will come high prices in an effort to reduce the use of gas.  Now I could be wrong, and will probably be long gone when this happens, but here it is.  When that happens it will take $100 more to fill the tank, much less the truck to get to the water.  Who will be the last guy with a 300 or 400 hp that he can not give away?  So enjoy it now, the winds of change are blowing.

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This weekend will be some football.  The Razorbacks have a big test against Georgia, it is going to be tough but they have proven they have a lot of heart and used that to beat the pants of Texas and A&M.  And then Sunday the Cowboys, who are looking good, have the undefeated Carolina Panthers.  So let the games begin.

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The Boss is off all next week so no specific plans for the week, but it will involve the boat and some water no matter what.  All I ask is for fall to get here.  The weather dude is not being all that helpful with the forecast to be in the high 80’s.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

The Wade Right Fishing Belt and the new Madre Sling.

For all your wading needs.

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But next on the fishing travel it will be the Chandeleur Islands with the Wade Right boys in a couple of weeks.  We will be on a different boat this year so we shall see how that goes, but no matter what a good time will be had by all.  The fishing has been different the 3 times I have been there so no telling how it will be.  But fishing there is a great time no matter how the numbers go.  Then once I get back it will be a little over a week and the Austin Boys will be at POC for Fishmas 2021.  It was not the same last year with the pandemic, but it should be back to business this trip.

And to those of you who’s comments I did not get to, you have my thanks and my apologies.  But they were appreciated, I just checked out the last week or so, and then had a vacation.  It was good to take a break from lots of things, and there was no better place to do it.  So keep them coming, hope to get back to caught up soon.

The Boss on her last voyage.  What a place to kayak.

In a little over a week I will be flying to northern Illinois to lay the old man to rest.  He will be buried in the little church down the road from the family farm where both parents are buried.  It will give all those folks related, and friends, a chance to attend and it will be  good to see some of them I rarely see.  So the next month is really going to be busy, but as they say I will sleep when I am dead.  And after all that then it is off to Moab Utah in November for some kind of park thing, not sure exactly what for, but the Boss says we need a 4 wheel drive so that is a good start.  I am sure she will fill me in on the details whenever she thinks I need to know, just give me a date and I am good to go.  Now that I have written this I sure will be busy.  (And to illustrate just what a travel monster the Boss is she is currently finishing up the Alaska trip for June and it looks to be epic.  That girl likes to go places.)

It looks like we might have rain for possibly the next week or so.  Depending on the lighting, which we are currently having some big stuff, it will be back to the lake to see what that is all about.  It has been exactly a month since I fished it, and checking the website it is up a a foot and a half, which is never a bad thing unless we get a bunch this week.  Then it looks like there might be a friend or two here next week fishing POC, so planning on at least a day or two down there.  Time to get back to regular life, if that is possible.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

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Last Saturday

It is finally cooling off some so it was really crisp when heading out before daylight.  This is my last full day in South Fork before I head over to Pagosa in the morning for another week with the Boss arriving Tuesday.  The plan was to hit the good spot with lures before the crowd gets up, and then head to one more lake in the area before calling it a day in South Fork.

Let me tell you it was freakin’ cold on the hands when I started fishing.  The second cast by far the biggest brown of the trip just nailed the minnow bait.  After a titanic struggle with a couple of jumps she was in the net.  Unfortunately the little camera’s battery was dead so no pictures but it was a good one.  For the next half hour they kept biting so I finally went back to the truck to get the other camera.  (And to warm up my hands even with 2 pairs of gloves.)  The next good one the good camera says no card, which was still in the computer at the cabin.  But got the card out of the dead camera and managed a few for pictures.

They were eating it up until the sun came up.

The fish were at the head of the pool in the shallower water and would just stop it.  A couple hit right at my feet in a couple of inches of water.  The browns have been so aggressive early.  A little before quitting I finally got the bite I was looking for.  The bait just stopped, and when I set the hook she headed right up the channel and then pulled off.  It was a big one.

A few more of the 10 or so!

So after a really successful 2 hours the sun was out and the bite was done.  The plan was to head back to the cabin, stop at the store and get a couple of bigger spoons to fish deep at one of the highland lakes when the plan changed.  On the way back a cool car passed me headed to Creede, then a couple of more, and then a caravan of Corvettes.  I stopped at the cabin and looked it up and low and behold a cool car show.  The plan just changed.

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With the show starting just a little later I decided to head back up north of Creede and do some glassing for sheep.  I did not manage to see any this morning but there is something so calming about only the sound of the forest as you slowly glass the hills.

No sheep this morning but what a great morning to be alive.

This is the area I found accidentally when looking for a lake.  No wonder there are sheep here.  After an hour without success time to head to Creeded and see what the deal was .

The view in downtown Creede.  There is gold in them there hills.

This is the view from where I parked.  There were tons of cars and people.  From hot rods to all original.  Corvettes, Ferraris, trucks, there was a little of everything.  Great stuff but this truck says it all about Colorado.

A man after my own heart!

And of all the hot rods this one caught my eye.  So well done, just the right stance, and while the light does not do the paint job justice it was immaculate.  The interior was understated and  perfect, such a well done resto mod.  Nothing says the good old muscle car days of my youth than one bad ass Chevelle.

My favorite.  I want one!

The rest of the afternoon will be devoted to 2 things, the Hogs and getting things a little organized for the morning.  As  it it not that far to Pagosa will get the map out and find a few distractions on the way to the motel.  There is a highland lake that is supposed to be a trophy lake so that is a definite stop.  But there is no real plan, no deadlines, just exploring and enjoying all the creator has blessed us with.  Those 2 things are good for the soul.

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The Boss is Here 

Basically I am going to do a major photo dump.  All I can say is having a great time and have barely picked up a rod in days.  To get to the point we went up to Silverton Ouray and let me tell you all good if you like high mountains, serious scenery, and a few critters to boat.  And outside of Silverton………

No wonder they were just hanging!

This was a real freakin’ moose!

He was hanging with his ladies!

As we came through the valley from Ouray to Silverton I told her, we will see a moose, the country was perfect.  And out of the corner of my eye I saw the flash of antler and we were able to walk back and get to watch them for a great while, which ended up causing a few other folks to stop.  What a great animal.  We have seen a few moose on our past trips but this guy was a really good one.  I would guess in my limited moose experience this is a big bull for the lower 48.

The Aspens were in full color change high up!

There are no words to describe the drive from Durango to Ouray, glad the Boss wanted to make it.  Fun drive and colors were in full bloom.

The hills of my dreams.  I can not get enough!

Up up and away!

If you ever get a chance to make the drive I highly recommend it.  And from the looks of things the trail driving is spectacular so that area will be making the list at some point.  The area is stunning.

Loving her new Yak.

And of course the Boss was itching to put the yak in.  That will be on tomorrow’s agenda, and I will catch some fresh rainbows for supper.  Just living the good life.

This was a pair working the lake.  Cool face on the one on the left and he was scratching when the Boss took this pic.

The best horns this trip.

His girlfriends.  Not sure what was up on pic #2.

Best I could do on the turkeys.  Really is a lot of them around here.

We have also seen a couple of fox and a couple of coyote.  As we have heard on this approximately 150 mile stretch the elk just have not come down, and our travels confirm it.  It is still warm and we are less than a week post muzzle loader and still some bowhunters but it has thinned out a good bit.

That will do it for now.  To tired to write any more.  (Not editing anything. So if it has some big errors we both will live.) Plus you get the point.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

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Thursday

I was up early and at the river as it cracked daylight.  It was barely 40 degrees and the wind was blowing.  The wind kept up all day.   The morning was a little slower than it has been, and only 2 browns hooked up on the streamer.  A couple others missed it, and it appeared I had worn out my welcome.  Of course I threw the book at them when the sun came out but it made no difference.  But that is not what is important this trip, it is really in the doing, and where I am doing it.

Love how they smack a streamer.

I stuck with it until 10:00 tossing assorted other stuff without any success.  One area of my fly fishing that is sorely lacking is knowing the “bugs.”  Surely there are particular bugs at different times of years, and obviously I am clueless.  My success has been fine, and the fish have cooperated on everything but nymphs, which leads me to the conclusion time to do some reading.  With Alaska coming next year anytime I can have with a fly rod in my hands is a good thing.

After stopping back at the cabin to eat something time to head to Big Meadow road.  The Boss and I were there once a couple of years ago, and I wanted to drive the whole road.  And the sign below says it all about why I wanted to drive it.

Ok.  Hold my beer!

Here is the view as you climb up.  The road itself is not as rough as many but it is an interesting drive.  This area had a large fire and is just starting to recover.  It passes Big Meadow and unfortunately ends at Shaw Lake.  The road is blocked at that point which was to bad,  Looking at the map it looks like a heck of a ride way into the mountains and ending at Hunter Lake.

This is what they were talking about. 

Shaw Lake.  The second lake on the drive, the road was closed above this dang it!  Only one small rainbow.  

I stopped and fished Shaw and other than a small rainbow not a bite.  I gave it the old college try but no dice.  So headed back down to Big Meadow and put the hurt on a bunch of stockers.  If it was fish fry time it would have been easy.

Lots of these little guys on Big Meadow.

It was a little tough fishing as the wind was blowing as hard as I have seen it in my visits.  But even then if you could get the bait down to a 10 t0 15 count you would get bit.  The Rooster Tail was the ticket and changing colors made little difference.  As soon as the Boss gets here and we get in the house some of these stockers better look out.  After amusing myself with these guys it was time to call it a day.

This was a cool drive way up.  Elk hunters everywhere.

But on the way back saw a sign for a Forest Service road I had not been on so I could not help myself.  Left my topo state map in the cabin so it was just a see where it goes thing.  Another stunning drive, it took me high in the mountains and there was this huge meadow.  Can you say elk?  So did the folks camping all over this area.  I finally called it a real day and headed to get something to eat after being out all day.

It has been a 4 wheeler and camping extravaganza this week.  After talking to several hunters it has been tough with the high temperatures and the hunting pressure, which is considerable.  Sone if the places they are camping are just amazing and as hunters know, it is not all about the kill, the camp is part of it and some were pretty elaborate.

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I did something I have not done in years, I picked up a hitch hiker.  Now before you go all crazy on that let me tell you why.  First he looked just like my Austin buddy Todd and was about the same age.  (Not that there are not serial killers who look just like Todd!)  Second, he was outfitted in what I know for a fact was “the stuff”, expensive stuff.  Bush hat, 2 walking sticks, LLB from top to bottom, high dollar pack, this was not your average hitch hiker by a long shot.  He looked like the classic trekker.  How not average?  A geology professor from out East, he was hiking the Continental Divide trail when he hurt his hip.  (Sure he was in rock heaven.)  The plan was to take a train back at the end of the trail, but being unsure about finishing he got off the trail and was hitch hiking back to the Durango airport.  Interesting guy, he has travel extensively and we had a good chat till I dropped him off.

And then a funny thing happened to me later when I went for some BBQ and brews.  It was early and no one was in the bar until another gentleman came in.  He started off asking me if I liked football?  He was in his RV and not happy about not having the NFL channel for Thursday night football.  My answer was I am a Razorback and I am loving last weekend.  His response:  Me not so much.  Turns out he is a retired full tenured professor from Austin.  He is also a fishing nut so we had plenty to talk about.   What do you know?  A double dose of professors today.

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Friday

I am just taking it easy today.  I have burned the candle at both ends in the woods and time to sleep in.  Plus I have a little shopping to do before I pick up the Boss early next week.  When we come out here the carnivore in the Boss comes out.  We stop at the Elk USA and load up on elk, venison, and bison.  And since I was headed that way would stop in the grocery store and pick up a few things.

The lady asked what I was up to and told her fishing and animal chasing,  We talked elk, they have captive elk including cows and a 9 by 8 bull at the store.  She told me that right before the season started their bulls started bugling, and elk came down out of the hills in response.  But as soon as the hunting started, and with the temps still higher than normal, they went right back up on the high mountains and have not been seen since.  If anyone knows elk it is these folks.

The rest of the day will be spent on the porch swing reading my book.  Tomorrow will do a little fishing before heading to Pagosa Sunday.

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Off Topic Rant

As I travel around the country, and the world, opinions on Texans are as varied as the colors of the rainbow.  But those 3 pieces of human excrement from Texas who like a pack of wild animals assaulted a 22 year old hostess at a NYC restaurant take the cake.  Her crime? She was complying with the law and they just did not like it.  My opinion may sound harsh, but it is the behavior of wolves, coyotes, feral dogs, not human beings.  There is no excuse.  WTF is wrong with people?  What kind of upbringing allows for violence on innocent folks as the answer to a simple interaction?  The world is getting crazier and crazier.

Having represented some of the worst of the worst over the years there is one thing I have learned:  We are putting some of the wrong people in prison, and not giving long term sentences to violent criminals.  So what is my distinction:  Is it a crime of physical violence against a stranger?  If you commit a violent crime involving injury like these shining examples of humanity did for no reason, you need serious jail time.  Things happen between family, friends, etc, and while not excusable, I have always felt it is functionally different.  None of us should be afraid to do our job, enjoy an evening walk, or any other activity, or live in fear of random violence from a complete stranger.  Sorry for the rant but this kind of nonsense drives me nuts.

And to let you know how serious I feel about this it led me to turn down some really great job offers in the day.  I was offered both state and local prosecution jobs by several jurisdictions.  My favorite after I turned one down:  But you get a badge and a gun.  But seriously, here is the real reason, which I truthfully disclosed.  If I were a prosecutor I probably would not have lasted to long.  My reasoning, see above.  I would have been way to soft for some folks (The police departments.) depending on the crime, but commit a violent felony against a stranger and no mercy for any reason.  And have a prior?  I am going to take it to trial and let a jury tell them what they think of it, no offer of a plea bargain.  Of course the system would collapse, which ultimately is part of the problem.

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That will do it for the next few days.   I do have some comments to share with you and will get at that soon.  When the Boss gets here it will be back to up before sunrise and back at dark.  And she will finally be getting her kayak in the water, which will keep her busy while I fish. I might even be glad to see her!  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

`FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

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It is Tuesday night and we just had a good rain passing by and it has cooled off enough I have a sweatshirt on.  It came down pretty good for an hour but starting to lookslike it is out of here.  The plan was to do a long drive in another area from where everybody and their brother is hunting, which sure keeps roadside sightings down.  I don’t blame the animals, don’t hunt anymore but on the other hand they sure are tasty.  But once it rained time to put it off until tomorrow morning, and it won’t hurt to give the brown trout a break.  Of the last 4 trips I have been here twice the water has been perfect, and it is close to that.  So besides giving the fish a break it will allow the water to absorb the rain and the color has a chance to be perfect in 48 hours.

I know I have said it before but it is such a pleasant change from the coastal fishing scene, every one has been so helpful.  The guy who moved in next to me comes here a couple of times a year and was telling me about a couple of other places.  The guy in the tackle store turned me on to a good lake.  Along with what a couple of other folks have told me I am idiot for not marking my map, guess I will get with that.  It really has been interesting.  Everyone I have come in contact with has been great.  Not sure what the difference is, but there sure is one.  So help a brother out, it will be the best thing you do all day.

So have the map out and just looking at some new places.  The dude at the tackle store, dreads and all, turned me on to another lake which I intend to hit, so that may be the plan.  Or who knows, might just go glass for sheep.  Great thing about no plan and no hurry, very rarely are we are in a position to make that kind of choice for which I am so grateful.

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The Wade Right Fishing Belt and the new Madre Sling.

For all your wading needs.

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I decided to go ahead and do both.  First back to Table Top to see if anything was moving about, then Seepage Lake for some fishing.  Out before daylight and off to way up in the mountains on one beautiful morning.  It was a nippy 27 degrees at the top of the world. And not only to see stuff, but to do a little listening for Bull Elk.  Don’t think they are rutting yet but went to the end of the line and just listened.  The woods are not quiet if you listen, and then I heard a gunshot, which probably meant elk down.

Table Top.  The views go on and on.

But what has been the norm, nothing early.  Not sure if that is a function of the weather combined with, or because of, the ongoing elk season.  There are not nearly as many Mule deer in this area as over the mountain at Pagosa.  But still enjoy the ride and around 10:00 I headed to above the town of Creed to try out Seepage Lake.  It is a trophy lake and the guy at the store told me they get fish 20″+, which is a good fish for here.  And another thing it is in a sheep area.

The road was rough but ran along a couple of miles of high mountains, great sheep country.

Seepage  Lake

Fishing was a complete bust, the lake looked like it was down several feet.  By counting a spoon down it was not all that deep.  Then tossing all the old standbys did not even produce a bite.  I even resorted to a cast a bubble and fly, but no go.  As the bank was soft where the water had gone down there were a bunch of tracks, my favorite, a big cat track.  And where the lake is I assume some of the hoof tracks were sheep.  I was surprised by what looked like a muskrat when it swam in his hole right at my feet. And then an eagle flew over me, the highlight of the morning.  And not a person in sight.

At this point no animals, no bites, time to get something to eat.  After getting out of the real rough stuff, that road is a bugger, it happened.  My timing could not be any better if I tried.  I stopped, shut off the truck, staying calm I eased out, and here they came down the hill to the creek.

It was just to perfect, they were coming down a ridge to water in the heat of the day.  And apparently there is a patch of some grass they really like on the creek bank because they watered and fed.  Trust me they were not all that happy I was there and the old mama kept a sharp eye on me.  Once they got to the river they settled down and started feeding.  Score!

I have sure learned one thing, if you want to see sheep you have to go where they are, and then take the time to really look for them.  Have not seen a ram this trip, but if the girls are there the boys are not that far away.  As I spend more time looking the encounters are increasing.  Still have not found any glassing in Colorado like at Yellowstone but that could change tomorrow.

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I would not use the term frustrated, but the more I fly fish the more I realize that I have no clue.  I have missed some really nice fish, messed up a bunch of leaders, lost some flies, and not been able to generate anything not in a deep hole, a usual state of affairs for a new techniques in an unfamiliar places.  The fish are everywhere/somewhere on that river, but once the sun comes out it gets tough.  My shallow game is sorely lacking. One of the great guys I met who has been here 20 years told me that if we get the temperature drop and a cloud or two it will improve rapidly.  Fish is a fish is a fish.  So no complaint but a renewed appreciation of how technical fly fishing can become.  It takes me out of my comfort zone, fishing is a diverse sport done in different ways and places, and getting  to experience so much of it has been a blessing.

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Tomorrow it will be up early and chasing the brown trout with a fly.  Following that will head to Big Meadows Reservoir.  I caught fish there 2 days ago so know that is good, plus there is 2 more small lakes way above it that I have not seen.  Spoke with a guy last trip that says the one way up is one of the places he sees moose.  So if life is good it should be another great day.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

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I was at the river Monday as it just started to get light.  It was 45 degrees and the wind was blowing pretty good right down the river.  There were a few trout rising, nothing spectacular, but the ones that did were popping it.  On the 3wt was a dry with a dropper, the 5wt had a streamer.

After about 15 minutes I knew they were not wanting the dry, at least one that looked like mine, so time to switch to the streamer, and boy was that a good choice.  On maybe the second cast the minute I straightened it out one smoked it, leaving a big boil while it was at it.  Really a cool bite.

This was the first one.

A couple of quick pics and back in she went.  They were so aggressive that the minute you moved the streamer they were rolling on it.  The bite was on, I had the right bait.  I ended up catching 4, and then Oops.

Number 2, looking good.

I had a pretty good one on when I took a step and fell right on my face.  The water was not that deep, but it was 45 degree out and the water 50 at best.  Of course I had a jacket on, which one arm got completely soaked along with everything in the pockets.  It made it down the front of my jacket and into the waders enough that my shirt was wet.  One of those you hope no one is looking.  At least I did not break my rod.  The sun had not even made it over the mountain, the wind is blowing, and it is time to head back to the cabin and put on some dry clothes. It was cold.  So I called it day for wading and ended up cruising a couple of lakes and the tackle store of course.

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      At the lakes it was 5 0r 6 browns, 2 little rainbows, and this little brookie.

At Williams I caught 4 browns and one rainbow, and it was small.  The browns all look like the one above.  It ended up taking a spoon, casting it out, then doing a 20 count.  They wanted the one in the mouth of the brookie above, but of course the next rainbow broke the 4lb test and took off with it.  The wind was definitely up today and was really blowing by 4:00.  I managed 3 or 4 at the second lake but the wind had the grass floating and making it a hassle.  It was pretty slow on both lakes but I never spent a ton of time on either place.

There are so many hunters and I ended up meeting some folks from Clarksville, Arkansas.  They are here hunting, and have done so here since the 70’s.  They are strictly bow hunters, and he has called in lots of bulls in the past, including a 360 for his daughter.  They were taking a break and fishing for their supper and were absolutely smacking them.  How?  Powerbait of course.  It is a staple for trout and they basically fish it just like catfish.  Looked like about a 1/4 ounce sinker and single Powerball on a small hook just tossed on the bottom.

Actually reminded me of fishing trout on the White in the old days.  When guiding lots of those bottled salmon eggs, maybe a red wiggler, or corn.  Of course I prefer lures but if I wanted a fry today no problem, with Powerball you can cut that down to about 5 minutes.  Good to chat with some real Arkie’s, hope they get an elk.

So in the morning we restart the plan minus the getting wet.  It was basically my fault, no reason to move my feet when I have a fish on.  Will be out at daylight and starting off with the streamer and this time spend some time fishing the whole area.  Can’ wait.

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The Wade Right Fishing Belt and the new Madre Sling.

For all your wading needs.

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Tuesday

It was almost cold this morning.  The wind was not as bad but it was blowing right down the river.  I got to my spot before the sun came up and got organized.  Seems funny to have to put so many clothes on, I can get used to this.

I started with a streamer and while they were not biting as strong as yesterday morning I ended up having a good morning.  I think it was only 2 on the streamer, the rest came on a small minnow bait, rooster tails, and went ahead and caught another on the 3.3 Pearl  Knockin Tail just to confirm that they do like it.

This one slammed the Pearl Knockin Tail.

If I have learned one thing is that the browns are on the prowl at first light, and I mean no sun.  They are scattered in this big hole, which used to have a beaver damn.  Only 2 hooked up on the streamer, but it was not their fault,  I had several bites the I just did not get the hook in them.

The first one on the streamer and 1 on the minnow bait.

I will give them this, when using lures they are so aggressive and  just plain stop it.  As the sun started to come out the only benefit was warming up my wet hands.  The only wildlife this morning was a totally black mink who was working hard across the river.  Cool little creature.

Rooster Tail and Minnow bait.  

I wanted to try a couple of new places so the first one was down the river from where I was.  It looked great but I could not get a bite on a dry with a nymph dropper.  One did jump on the spinner but it was small, though it was a rainbow which the first one in the river.  Following an access road I tried one more place and caught only a small brown.  If I have learned one thing, I have a ways to go when fishing really shallow water.  I quit at 11:00 and consider the morning a success.

Time to do some laundry and clean up my own act.  Today I will hang around the cabin and head out for an evening drive to see if I can find some more sheep.  It is a different zone from the other area with all the hunters which is an over the counter bow and muzzle loader zone.  And while for some reason I never see a bear one did get on top of the dumpster here in the camp ground last night so there is hope.  Not much else to say today other than having a great time.  There are lots of folks fishing and getting out at daylight is the ticket.  So keep stopping in and thanks for reading my stuff.

Good Luck and Tight Lines

FISH CATCHING TRAVEL

Saturday

I knew it was going to be busy, but folks were sure out and about in massive numbers.  I did not plan on any real hardcore fishing today, like always leave the weekends to folks.  But I wanted to head up to Poage Lake, which my buddy Rusty said was a good dry fly lake.  It is quite a drive into the mountains ending at 11,000 feet.  On the way there were trucks parked here and there so when a guy in front of me stopped I did too.  When asking him what was up, it is bow season for elk and the muzzle loader opening, which explains everything.

One beautiful lake, almost to the tree line.

When I got to the lake there was a couple of guys from Alabama who were about to head out after driving all night.  The plan was to hike to a high mesa and camp a couple of nights.  As the weather has been so nice the elk are still way up, and I have not heard a bugle yet.

Sitting on a rock eating a bologna sandwich for lunch with just the sounds of the water.  Bologna never tasted so good.

So after hiking in to the lake there were trout rising everywhere and it was just me.  Man it looked to good to be true, but alas it was.  Suffice to say I ended up catching 4, all about 5″, and did not have a bite even on lures from a real one.  About the time I was headed back a couple came, him carrying a belly boat, her just to enjoy the day.  Last week on TV they were seeding high mountain lakes with stocker trout, and there were literally hundreds of them.  He immediately went to the middle of the lake where she told me the fish were.  What had happened is the lake turned over along with the addition of thousands of small trout.  And that is why the fishing was so tough but no complaints.

When I got back to the truck there were folks everywhere headed to fish, all packing belly boats.  There were a couple of guys who visit this area every year and were amazed at how many people were there, usually they rarely saw anyone else.  I talked fishing with several folks and again was so happy to see folks sharing info, baits etc.  What a refreshing attitude.  From there I stopped at Williams Lake and it was slammed busy.  A couple of smalls jumped on the Rooster Tail so I headed to one more lake on the way down and while no fish, there was a couple of interesting happenings.

Last stop of the afternoon.

First I saw 3 snakes, one water snake and 2 garter snakes.   As I was standing on a big boulder casting I looked down and there between my feet was a big fat ground squirrel who had not figured out yet I was a human.  After eating my lunch beside a high mountain stream I called it a  day.  Sunday I am going to take it easy, change cabins, and watch a little football and let it clear out for a hard week of fishing.