The Morning Rise

The Morning Rise

I’ve been in work pants instead of wading pants, but I’ve had almost as much fun roaming the lodge grounds finding risers as I would fishing to them.  I mean, it’s tricos.  It’s never easy. There are a few spectacle-level hatches on the Au...
An unexpected July

An unexpected July

It’s difficult for me to remember a better week of July fishing.  It’s just…everywhere I turn there’s a good fish story.  First, there have been these moths.  They start flitting around at 1 or 2 pm, and are good all afternoon.  It’s...
Mood

Mood

7/16 Update:  The Holy Waters has risen significantly and should only be walked by strong waders.  Please call the shop for up-to-date river conditions Sometimes I wake up with no sense of direction.  Today I knew exactly where I was going and what I wanted:  BROOK...
Learning something new

Learning something new

Today was a cloudy, drippy day of relief.  It felt awesome.  The BWOs were hatching and the little fish were rising and the cedar waxwings were nabbing the duns.  The water temperatures cooled.  Air temperature of only sixty degrees, but only a few puffs of wind.  We...
Goodbye Hex

Goodbye Hex

Okay, it’s not over.  But it’s over.  It’s part restlessness — a taste of some good old-fashioned July-style skunk fishing got me fired up — and part reality.  We had a light flight of bugs tonight.  Didn’t stay to see if...