Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Two brothers

Many older brothers teach their younger siblings the finer points in life. How to throw a spiral, hit a curve ball, talk to girls and how to get out of trouble. Mine has taught me one thing well over the last years and that is; how to catch steelhead. Whether it was what nymphs to use or how to spey cast I can admit that everything I know about fishing I inherited from my older brother.

With that said, it is always a good trip when the two of us get together and are able to fish. The trip started on a Thursday after when I met up with AO for an afternoon spey session. I met AO riverside where he was waiting with the raft and I with the tall boys. We set off and were able to swing some nice water with no luck.

I met up with Jergens after waiting at his truck on the side of the road. A quick trip to camp to change and we were off to town to get some beer and burgers. At the bar we ate drank and watched game 5 of the NLCS as we planed the next days trip.

Friday morning had us up early, and after a quick breakfast of pop-tarts and luke warm coffee we were on our way. We spent the majority of the day swinging the usual suspect of runs with no luck. Shortly before lunch I was able to stick one nymphing (after getting fed up of not getting any on the long rod.)




















This leads us to the highlight of the day. Jergens was skating dries on one of the last runs of the day and I was observing up river while waiting at the raft. Then it happened! The gurgler skated across the water and i saw movement behind the fly and then the eruption as the fly accelerated away from the fishes mouth. Yup thats right pulled out just in time (not in the good way.) Its not everyday you get to see steelhead come to the surface for a skated fly and must admit it was truly amazing to witness.


Sure we didn't catch fish like we might have last season and I would be lying if I said it isn't all about catching fish. But there is something to be said about spending the day on the water with my brother. A day when nothing else maters. Where I don't have to think about work or grad school applications a day where all that matters is catching fish, telling jokes, taking pictures, and enjoying the outdoors.


Thursday, October 14, 2010

September anchor swim



After a malfunctioning anchor clip let my 40lbs lead block stay seated on the bottom of the Big Hole, we located the anchor and the only retrieval method was me going for a swim.  As you can tell from the amount of clothes everyone else has on it was definitely not the warmest September day, but when you have a good anchor, it's always worth swimming for.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Fall

Without question fall is my favorite time of year, with September being the best part of the fall to me.  After a cold summer, we have had an amazing indian summer, and although it's the 11th of October it still feels like mid-September.  One of the benefits of this late summer came as some of our best hopper fishing all year on first three days of October.  Only a couple more days of trout fishing and ripping streamers before it's time to migrate west and swing some fall steelhead.  I've got the spey rods ready to rock, and have some new swinging bugs inspired by some of our best trout streamers this summer.   Here's a couple of recent pics from SWMT.

Beautiful weather and not a soul around!
Pre-spawn brown that crashed a streamer at the surface.  Love those fall colors.