Six-Gun
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I've caught Bonneville cutthroats in a tiny mountain stream...
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I've caught brown trout in a strong riffle on the Colorado River...
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I've caught 20+ rainbow trout in secluded, Rocky Mountain stillwater...
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I have accomplished a few notable things in the year since I started fly fishing, but until yesterday, I had never caught and landed a brookie. I added that little caveat about landing one because I'm pretty certain that the first fish I ever actually hooked on a fly was a brookie on the Arkansas River, but I never saw enough of him before he got off the hook to tell for sure. I tried to get one in the summer in PA, but I failed miserably in finding good water.
It took calling a fly shop in Utah regarding a stream 5 hours from my house for a tip on where to go, but at the end of roughly a 1-hour jaunt up Carcass Creek in southern Utah, I had finally hooked and landed 6 or so brookies. Here are couple of them:
I also took a little divert after catching the brookies. As is usually the case, the gentleman who ran the fly shop also guides locally in and around this creek that he recommended to me. I made it a point to only stay for a limited amount of time at this creek to check out the Fremont River, which was within 40 minutes of Carcass Creek. However, once again, I knew nothing of the place other than the name and that it was supposedly fishing well for browns and rainbows lately. So, I called the guide up to see if he could point me in the right direction and he actually did me one better...he asked is he could join me. I'm no Einstein, but when a guide offers to come fishing with you to a place he knows well and you don't at no charge, I think you'd be a fool to turn him down.
Sure enough, he had me on some browns immediately:
He employed a technique with a wooly bugger that I've never seen before (and that may merit discussing in a separate thread), but it was extremely effective in getting strikes. We had a great time fishing together and I told him that I'll give him a shout next time I'm out his way.
On that note, if you ever need a guide in southern Utah for the Freemont River or the waters near it, check with Mike at Quiet Fly Fisher in Loa, UT. He knows his stuff.
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I've caught brown trout in a strong riffle on the Colorado River...
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I've caught 20+ rainbow trout in secluded, Rocky Mountain stillwater...
...but I never caught a brook trout.
I have accomplished a few notable things in the year since I started fly fishing, but until yesterday, I had never caught and landed a brookie. I added that little caveat about landing one because I'm pretty certain that the first fish I ever actually hooked on a fly was a brookie on the Arkansas River, but I never saw enough of him before he got off the hook to tell for sure. I tried to get one in the summer in PA, but I failed miserably in finding good water.
It took calling a fly shop in Utah regarding a stream 5 hours from my house for a tip on where to go, but at the end of roughly a 1-hour jaunt up Carcass Creek in southern Utah, I had finally hooked and landed 6 or so brookies. Here are couple of them:
I also took a little divert after catching the brookies. As is usually the case, the gentleman who ran the fly shop also guides locally in and around this creek that he recommended to me. I made it a point to only stay for a limited amount of time at this creek to check out the Fremont River, which was within 40 minutes of Carcass Creek. However, once again, I knew nothing of the place other than the name and that it was supposedly fishing well for browns and rainbows lately. So, I called the guide up to see if he could point me in the right direction and he actually did me one better...he asked is he could join me. I'm no Einstein, but when a guide offers to come fishing with you to a place he knows well and you don't at no charge, I think you'd be a fool to turn him down.
Sure enough, he had me on some browns immediately:
He employed a technique with a wooly bugger that I've never seen before (and that may merit discussing in a separate thread), but it was extremely effective in getting strikes. We had a great time fishing together and I told him that I'll give him a shout next time I'm out his way.
On that note, if you ever need a guide in southern Utah for the Freemont River or the waters near it, check with Mike at Quiet Fly Fisher in Loa, UT. He knows his stuff.
