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By: Dave V (offline)  Monday, May 18 2015 @ 07:30 PM EDT (Read 2428 times)  

 Jay and I decided to go flyfishing Saturday. The weather was absolutely beautiful in the high 70s. We stopped at a local restaurant had breakfast we also picked up a picnic lunch fried chicken blueberry pie and a roll. While we were eating our breakfast we talked our concerns about the day ahead  We both were thought  the stream might be blown out from the past weekend's snow a  20+  inches of a very wet snow in that area. To make matters worse on Friday we got a series of heavy down pours off by a down pours . We finished our meal gathered our packed lunch and started our journey to the hills.

 Our drive was a filled with spring scenery  Deer were everywhere .Still mangey with their winter coat . Wild turkey along the roads The Toms were puffed up trying to court the Hens A couple Eagles hovered above the tree line . Quite the sight .

 When we arrived at the parking lot there was another vehicle there . A rarity we usually have the stream to ourselves . I greeted the gentleman as we introduced ourselves he went on to tell me he was from Rapid City but moved to Minnesota  and then on to Arizona . His name is Dean by the way . Dean is now a guide . He noticed that Jay had broken out his bamboo . This peaked his interest away from me for the time being . Allowing me to suit up, We all got to talking and showing off our bamboo . As we got  to talking Dean told us he never fished a bamboo fly rods before  Jay had brought an extra one and offered Dean the chance to try it out . He was eager to give it a try.

 So we grabbed the rest of our gear and all three of us walked up the dirt path that follows the  stream some of the most beatiful scenery there is . I refer to it as God's country everytime I walk down it .  As we walked we noticed  there were  hatches everywhere. BWO, Stones and a few Caddis  It is a mile and a half to 2 mile walk to the dam and the road follows close to the stream . All three of us  noticed that there were no rises on the stream and the water was quite high. Not good for us boo guys who stick nothing but dry flies  while fishing them . Just a personal choice , OK we are purist snobs

 As we arrived to where Jay likes to fish we parked the picnic basket and I elected to take  Dean further up the stream to the outlet below the dam. I pretty much became the guide and put him where I thought the trout would be. He started out using a dry fly but no trout were rising so I just suggested a nymph. On his second cast Dean  caught himself a very pretty Brook Trout. I was really hoping for Dean to hook up on a dry but still no fish were rising in fact the fish I did see wee nose down hugging the bottom . No choice but to stick to the nymph. Dean did manage to hook up with a nice brown trout but it got off. He fished hard for about another hour with no success so I suggested that we go down to where Jay was fishing. When we caught up to Jay he wasn't having any luck either .  

  I sat back and watched Jay and Dean fish for a while neither were getting any rises. I thought I would give it a try but had no luck as well. Dean said he was hungry and he was walking back to go get his lunch Jay and I decided to have our shorelines also. It surely was delicious.  After stuffing our belly we sat there studying the water . The warm sun felt so good soon we both were  taking a nap . After our nap we got up and tried our luck once  again I did manage to get a nice but missed the fish. I got to thinking that maybe I should check the water temperature it was 43°F much too cold for drive fly fishing. So me and Jay decided to call it a day. As we got about a half-mile down the trail we saw that they were big thunderheads forming. We met up with Dean and exchanged contact information. All in all it was a very nice day even though we didn't catch any fish.  We made a new freind and best of all got to play in God's country .



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By: LeeGoldsmith (offline)  Monday, May 18 2015 @ 07:42 PM EDT  

Nice report Dave.  I think you need to proof read it, sure think there are some wrong words here and there.

A few picture will be nice.  Make sure you make them only 560 wide.

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By: Dave V (offline)  Monday, May 18 2015 @ 09:54 PM EDT  

Dean

My gear before the jouny

More Dean

Jay

 

 



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By: Ktbone (offline)  Thursday, May 21 2015 @ 06:36 PM EDT  

How did he like the boo? 

BTW Wow nice tail waters!


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By: Dave V (offline)  Thursday, May 21 2015 @ 08:17 PM EDT  

Quote by: Ktbone

How did he like the boo? 

BTW Wow nice tail waters!

He didn't stop talking about it. I think we woke up a sleeping giant. Have a feeling it won't be long and he will have his own boo.



Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.

   
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