Thursday, January 8, 2015

Tribulations on the Grande Ronde River

Man fly fishing among boulders in a river in the high desert of eastern Oregon.
Jim Fly Fishing the Grande Ronde River
The Grande Ronde River snakes through a 40-mile route from Oregon’s eastern border all the way to the confluence of the Snake River. It is one of Oregon’s most popular steelhead streams, but during the summer months Spring Chinook, Rainbow trout, smallmouth bass and catfish are readily available. 

The high desert terrain of the region offers spectacular scenery, clean, fresh air, an abundance of wildlife such as Big Horn sheep, elk, deer, wild turkeys and the steelhead of the Grande Ronde. This is what lured my friend Jim Colantino and I to spend several days at Troy, Oregon to fish this legendary river for Steelhead. However, we would encounter a few interferences that would change our course of action. 

First and foremost, this river is extremely popular in the fall, and as we drove down the road that paralleled the river all of the campsites were occupied. This unfortunate situation forced us to stay at the old rustic Troy Hotel. Also, the river’s popularity was clearly evident in the car licenses of dozens of other states. Because of this dilemma, most of the good water was taken up by other anglers. This meant that we would have to fish behind other anglers, fish secondary water or fish for trout. We returned to the hotel and plotted our strategy for the next day. 

The next morning we found good looking trout water and managed to catch some nice ones using Muddler Minnows and caddis patterns. Things were looking up, but our trip suddenly came to an abrupt halt when Jim’s hip began to give him some problems. The rough, rocky terrain made it difficult for him to walk. Then, I slipped on a rock and cut my knee badly. It was an arduous endeavor for both of us as we hobbled back towards our car. Then, we encountered another problem. A large rattlesnake was guarding the trail that we were on, so we carefully navigated around the potential danger. Because of these unforeseen events, our trip was unanimously aborted, and we packed up and left with some reservations. 

In spite of this discouraging outcome, we agreed to come to the Grande Ronde once again because it has been said that fishing is not always about catching. It can be a refreshing change from city life and you will have opportunities to look around and enjoy the country’s surroundings and its wildlife.



Saturday, January 3, 2015

Unorthodox Fly Casting

Canadian lake with shoreline and tree lined hills in the background
Stake Lake
My friend Pete and I were fishing Stake Lake located about 12 miles from the city of Kamloops, B.C. It was a clear, serene body of water which was surrounded by stands of spruce, pine and grassy meadows. This 60 acre lake has a mean depth of 12 to13 feet and produces trout from 2 to 3 pounds with the occasional lunker of 4 to 5 pounds. We anticipated good fishing as we slid my 12 foot High Laker into the water. 

Since there was little evidence of surface activity, we began to troll Carey Specials. However, after an hour of trolling a sedge hatch suddenly erupted. Fish began to cruise near the surface taking the emerging adults aggressively. We quickly anchored, tied on green sedges and began to cast. Pete was an unorthodox caster and he began to splash and flail the water with determination, so I politely mentioned that he was spooking the fish. 

He quickly responded, “You fish your way and I’ll fish my way.” 

I just shrugged my shoulders and kept casting, but kept a watchful eye out for his awkward presentations. As we continued to bicker back and forth, his next attempt slammed the surface, and as I began to chastise him, a fish amazingly took his fly on the back cast. I was dumbfounded, and as he landed and released a nice 4 pounder, he said, 

“Doug, If you’re gonna catch fish, you’ve gotta get their attention first!”  

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Folklore Fishing Humor

Stew lands a nice Steelhead on the Deschutes River

I hope you enjoy the following conversation between two anglers as much as I have over the years.

“Hiyamac. Lobuddy. Benearlong? Cuplours. Kethchaneny? Goddafeu. Wakindrthey? Basanacarp. Ennysiztuem? Cupplapounds. Hittenhard? Sordalite. Wahuoozin? Gobbawurms. Fishmonaboddom? Rydonnahboddum. Thaswahathot. Igoddago. Tubad. Seeyaround. Yatakidezy. Guluk."

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