Back to Football Creek

I have always enjoyed this special place... this particular day happened to be a holiday and boy was it crowded, really unbelievable. Oh, well we still got into fish. Tested some bugs, first hole it went two-for-two, and watched Curtis hook a football on top.

Stillwater Sight Fishing

Nick and I decided to stop on and check a spot before we headed to the river. We had no expectations, just a random act. What we found was an empty lake, zero wind and oh, the glass. So we rigged up and set off for the trek to the back side. Now at first glance it would appear that you can just walk the edge of the shoreline, as usual. The shoreline was covered in what appeared to look like hundreds of small Grey mossy brain-head corral looking dry moon's. It also appeared that you could just walk on these sponge looking things, however we grossly underestimated these things. Under it is mud, deeper than you ever want mud. The kind of mud that you need to keep a fast pace through or you'll sink forever mud, absolutely no stopping. We made it, finally covered head to toed in mud, I think we both fell... a few times. SO, there we are 11 inches taller covered in mud laughing uncontrollably. We were tired and we were more excited to fish. The mud adhered to the dry grass each step, it would also stick to my boots each step. Now hardened, we scraped layers of Earth off our boots, packs any anything else exposed... all while rigging up of course.

Here is my problem, every time I spend hours and hours tying. I really like it, it keeps me out of trouble. But every time I arrive to the water the next morning I use something entirely different. Oh the struggle : ) So the standard what are you going to use comes out and the discussion of floating or sinking lines and weighted, bead-head or unweighted flies is toss around. I chose a full sinking line with an unweighted Red Krystal Killer, the old timer fly. Nick chose a sink tip and a bead head Red Krystal killer.... Lock and load...

After Pounding the bank for a few minutes I decided to take advantage of the low lake and climb up to a higher vantage point. It about 20 or 30 feet difference. At the top I turned around to find fish cruising the shore. At water level everything looks the same. The sipping Trout barely make a surface disturbance and are often overlooked. From my view I can see many fish cruising the foam line. They were staggered down the entire shoreline. He he he he... So we spent the entire day walking the shoreline spotting for each other. Some of the takes were quite amazing. With the Red fly you could see the entire event unfold. A few times the flies were on the surface and the fish would jump out of the to attack it. Who knows how many fish were caught, almost everyone of them was spotted and stalked. One would call out the fish to the other and we traded of running and down the muddy embankment. It was a workout for sure but wroth every step.




I returned there again with Scott and we got them on top this time. Sipping dries, sight fishing at its finest. But this time we walked around the mud field.

Oh the Provo ....

Hit the Mighty Provo with Cheech. The fishing was a bit soggy in the morning and the water was high, very high. So furious that I got stuck mid way across the river. My feet were slowly getting pushed back, my boots couldn't grip the slimy river bottom. I thought that if I tried to step forward I would be swept away. I yelled over to Cheech, he laughed at me then made his way out and handed me a branch. Few... I made it, good thing Cheech is not a little guy or I would have been swimming : )

Fishing was fun, I learned a lot. I am not a good nympher so it took me a bit to figure the early morning out. I was re-rigging, changing flies and to be honest, frustrated. So I did what any other guy would do, put on a PMD Grumpy Frumpy : ) We finished the day tossing dries to sippers.


Gotta Love those spots!!!

Fall Fishing - The lost Month

Not to worry everyone, I haven't forgotten about my blog. There has just been no time to post. Between working, fishing and tying flies I can barely find time to sleep let alone download pictures and trying to come up with a witty sub-par story would cut into my 4hour daily nap. I personally would rather have photos but like reading back through story's and try to decode my wittings.

So far fishing has been better than than I could have hoped for. Well, not really but it been really good. Traveled to Montana, Wyoming and everywhere between and logged some serious miles on my no longer boots (Korkers). I actually put them to rest today. A brief stink here on earth they couldn't keep the pace and fell apart. Brand new in June and utterly finished last month but until the sole was actually lost entirely (yesterday) I had no choice but to put them down. There will be an update this winter regarding the piece of junk boots and terrible customer service.

Marks Sage fly rod was fixed by master builder Cheech. He did a better than superb job rebuilding the rod and crated a beautiful cork handle. Pics will be coming soon.

Started Czech nymphing... yeah, yeah Mark I can hear you laughing at me : ) here comes the "I told ya so" but that's OK. Now tell me everything about the Czech fishing..he he he

Found a few great patterns and have taken a few hundred photos. So there should be at least one or two decent shots to post. With the warm weather we have been having I'm still hunting fish full throttle.

So..... until the snow falls I'll be on the water and the reports will just have to wait.

Mark's Visit to Utah Day - 7,8 & 9

Well, here are the pics from Marks last few days. It was a superb straight week and a half of fishing. We traveled for hundreds of miles, consumed way too many Red Bulls and fished some secluded areas..... and Mark got to slay it a few times on his home river, The Provo. I watched Mark Czech nymph the Provo like it has never been fished, oh and the Whities, wow never knew there were so many in there : ) Can't wait till next year! I'll be practicing Marks deadly tactics this winter. Thanks for everything Mark, you are the finest kind!







WOW... I am so behind! With Fall fishing here it's going to be tough trying to catch up ; )

Marks Visit to Utah - Day 6

I am so late in getting this done I know... well, in a nut shell here are the pics. Mark showed up ready to Polish/CZ nymph. He came prepared with sparsely tied tiny mayflies. They produced rather well. Nothing like nymphing with glass rods! Guess I have to start getting serious with the Dry fly now or Marks going to show me up : )

Marks Visit to Utah - Day 5

Well, Ya I'm slacking. So I am just going to post the pictures, that way I can catch up. One down, twenty to go. Sorry to cut it short but it will save some of you from reading my awful grammar : )

Took a float down the Green River. Scott was nice enough to guide us down. Thanks man!!