A few days chasing brown drakes on the Henry's Fork near Last Chance, ID.
I hesitated as I approached the main junction. Salt Lake City is the turning point, if one chooses to go to California. Or you can continue south on I-15, with Las Vegas as the next major intersection. As it happened, I decided to keep going south. In October of 2018, I went to the Colorado … Continue reading Southbound Again
...Without winning the big fish lottery, AKA, fishing the Madison River in the Fall for lake-run browns and rainbows. This year, I picked a losing ticket. I caught a few nice average fish, but nothing special. Last year wasn't great, but it felt better than this year. A guy I chatted with at Barnes Hole … Continue reading Exiting Montana…
Sometimes things just don't go the way you expect them to. A couple of days ago, I thought everything was coming together nicely for my last days on the Madison river in 2021. The following day however, saw no fish. Not for me, and not for the dozens of other anglers lined up to take … Continue reading Dear Diary, a Madison Update
I could not have asked for a better start back on the water, after a two week break. The second stretch of water I swung produced a really beautifully colored rainbow and the third seam had a nice brown eat the soft hackle I tied yesterday. Bakers Hole Brown Trout The winning fly I tied … Continue reading Paydirt
The plan continues to play out... It's the middle of October in West Yellowstone, and the RV park has shut down for the season. I'm off to fish the Madison from Bakers Hole upstream a mile or so. The sun is finally out and all the roadside trailheads are rammed with anglers' vehicles. But still … Continue reading Fishing Masochists
"The fishing was great! The catching, not so much." So I overheard as an angler came off the water back at Bakers Hole a while back. Yuk yuk yuk. He was so pleased with his joke, I heard him repeat it to another tourist a few minutes later. So it was. My plan was to … Continue reading The Best Laid Plans…
This oddly shaped rainbow ate a parachute madame X.
I fished the Madison between Raynolds Pass and Three Dollar Bridge yesterday, focusing on a group of rising fish in a big slick behind a series of boulders. There were no observable bugs on the water, apart from the odd caddis or two. The reliable hatch of the moment is supposed to be blue winged … Continue reading Mangled Madison Mandibles
Well, the ten days that I was based out of Bakers Hole campground was kind of a letdown, as far as the fishing goes. I think in total I netted five adult fish, with the last day accounting for two of them. My Fall visit in previous years have always produced at least one fish … Continue reading October in Montana