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Twiddling Our Thumbs


It seem like it happens every year… Oh wait.

As I have mentioned, it’s already here and it’s already taking trees down the river. Is this true run off? Who knows. Your guess is probably better than mine.

Either way our normal fishing routines are thrown out and we have to improvise. It seems like a real bummer but it keeps fly fisher people on their toes. It also give us the opportunity to target fish that we wouldn’t normally see.

Turkey and Bear season are also underway. So while the rivers may be blown out and the trout are put on hold we get the chance to mix it up a little bit. It seems to be a pain in the ass right now, but maybe run off isn’t so bad. Like Sean and I once decided… Run off is like the first intermission of a hockey game. You get a short break and fresh ice to skate when it’s over.

Here are a few photos from our run off remedies.

They beat us to ’em.

Anthony and I put down 11 miles in search of bears. We managed to find two. One very blonde bear we jumped in some timber 60 yards away and couldn’t get a clear shot. And one pitch black bear that we couldn’t seem to catch up with. We will be back.

A throwback from Alaska. Big fish and big animals.




Monday Morning Macro

Bucket mouth style.

Its late April and it appears that run-off is here… Here to stay? Who knows.

I just hope it doesn’t put us on the bench for 3 months.

More to come later.




Gloomy Weekend

Looks more like duck season then the first day of “Spring”. Gloomy weekend, but at least the fishing should be decent.

Got out for a little evening fishing yesterday. Tried to do our part on controlling the pike invasion but got distracted by pods of little rainbows rising to midges.

First fish on the fly rod wrapped by my uncle.

Ran into a crazy old fly fisherman on the walk back to the truck who’s vocabulary was made up of mumbling and variations of non-existent curses. However, this gentlemen told us about a “Secret” back slough. He swore on his own grave that it held  “At least 6 pound largemouth”… One of the best parts about fishing in Missoula is the “Crazies“, other fishermen, you meet on the river. Regardless, 6 pound Largemouths cant be ignored and his theory must be put to test.

Hopefully some of those potential state records are hungry and looking for a fight.

Hope they are smellin' what were cookin'

With World War III on deck, Japan struggling with a nuclear disaster, oil at $101 a barrel, and HB 309 threating the great river access that Montana in known for, the only logical thing to do is to go fishing.

Enjoy those rivers while you can still get on them.