Sunday, October 20, 2013

Spawning Browns on the Bear River

Fishing Time:  9:00 AM to 4:00 PM
Weather:  partly cloudy, breezy, T-50s
Moon Phase: 97% Moon
Location:  Bear River
Bait: Glow bugs, jig head with worm
Who Went: Bobber John, Rick, Me
It’s spawning time on the Bear River and we made it just in time to catch the tail end of it.  We found beds all over the river, but most of them were already vacated.  However, we did find a few beds that still held some nice fish including the biggest brown I’ve seen on the river yet.  Rick and I used fly rods throwing the old faithful pale orange glow bug and bobber used a spinning rod throwing an orange jig head tipped with a crawler.  Both worked well when we found fish.

I was first on the board after Rick found two fish and directed my casting and told me when to set the hook.  It was a very nice male with beautiful colors and a huge hooked jaw!  It was gorgeous.
Bobber was second to land a really nice fat female floating the jig tipped with worm right through her spawning bed.  The fish here are absolutely amazing.
Rick got on the board with an extremely long cast and hook set that I should have film of, but of course it was about the only cast he made all day that I wasn’t filming.  Go figure.
The last and best spot we found held multiple fish including an absolute monster that we all dreamed of catching.  We threw to him many times to no avail and then moved up river for a bit to give him a rest, but before we left I took some film.  
We came back about an hour later and the big fish continued to ignore everything we threw at him. I casted to him for about a half hour straight to end the day and was basically practicing my casting at this point when Rick yelled at me to set the hook.  Sure enough I had him on the end of my line and Rick jumped down from the bank to help me land him.  I was able to get him right up near shore, but he was a long way from being exhausted and took a very hard run to deeper water.  My amateur fly fishing skills had me fumbling with extra line and trying to control the drag with my fingers. I put a little too much tension on the fish and snap! Gone!  I was devastated.  This was a fish of a lifetime.  It was a heart breaker for sure, but that’s the life of a fisherman.  It’s very tough to land fish of that size on a fly rod with light line.  Either way it was another great and successful day on the Bear River for spawning browns. 

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Lonely Fly Fishing on the Hams Fork

Fishing Time:  6:00 pm - 8:30 pm
Weather:  Rain, Cloudy, T-70s
Moon Phase:  1% Moon
Location:  Hams Fork River - Kemmerer, Wyoming
Bait:  Assorted nymphs, dry flies, and streamers
Who Went:  Me
I was able to sneak out and go fishing one evening while working in Kemmerer, Wyoming and drove up to Lake Viva Naughton where I parked and walked down to the Hams Fork River below the dam.  
It was a warm cloudy night with light rain showers and the bugs were out in full force.  Lucky for me, not many were mosquito's, but I think the fish were in seventh heaven with a constant dinner buffet floating on the water.  It made for some tough fishing as I used dry flies and nymphs to no avail.  I finally landed one small brown on a streamer, but that was it.  The weather made for some awesome views though and the scenery on this river is worth the walk.  I may be working up that way again in the near future and I can’t wait to give it another go.  Hopefully the bugs will have subsided by then and give me more of an advantage.

I fished a community pond near the Naughton Power Plant the next night for a few minutes, but the wind blew me and my fly rod off the lake.  Imagine that... wind in Wyoming.  One of my work contacts up there is a local of Kemmerer and told me there are some big browns in this pond that come shallow and get active in the fall.  Not a horrible spot to try as its 5 minutes from my job-site.

I took a couple nice photos of the storm moving in over Lake Viva Naughton right at sunset...

Monday, September 2, 2013

The Good, Bad, and The Ugly

Fishing Time:  1:30 pm - 7:00 pm
Weather: Partly cloudy, windy, T-80s
Moon Phase:  7% Moon
Location: Bear River
Bait:  Bobber- gold blue fox spinner, Rick and Me- white and green streamers on the fly rods
Who Went:  Bobber John, Rick, Me
I met up with Rick and Bobber John on the Bear River as I was heading from my family vacation in Bear Lake to Kemmerer, Wyoming to work the next week.  The weather was sporadic with light rain, wind and clouds throughout the day.  The wind made it tough with a fly rod.  It didn’t seem to matter for Bobber John though as he hooked up with the first Bear River brown of the day using a worm underneath what else… a bobber. 
After Bobbers fish we went through a long stretch of river with no fish to be found or caught.  We finally came across one deeper stretch of river that ended up being our best producer.  Bobber John had switched to a gold blue fox spinner and Rick and I were throwing streamers on our fly rods.  Bobber and I both hooked up at the same time and brought in two beautiful Bear River browns, although John’s put mine to shame.  The size and beautiful colors were awesome.  
It was Bobbers first day catching brown trout and he started with a bang.  Bobber landed one more nice brown off the spinner in this hole.

We worked the rest of the river without a bite and made our way back to Rick’s jeep where we always end the day by fishing a large slow moving area of the river where it has been partially impounded by large rocks and chunks of concrete.  We always see monster carp jumping in this area and we know there in there.  I casted Bobbers spinner for a minute while he threw out his trusted bobber with a white marabou jig, tipped with a worm.  Within a few minutes Bobber was in a long battle with the biggest, and ugliest carp I have ever seen landed on rod and reel.  It weighed 20 lbs and looked like it had eaten two basketballs.  
Rick and I both dropped our fly rods and threw out the bobber set-up hoping to duplicate his success, but there can only be one master of the bobber, and Rick and I fell short.  The Bear River was stubborn as usual, but the few fish caught made the trip.  I will always take quality over quantity.

On a side note… In the last couple months, Bobber John has landed his Personal Best fish for four different species:  35 lb lake trout from Fish Lake, 6 lb brown trout from the Bear River, 3 lb Brook Trout from the Boulder Mountain, and a 20 lb Carp from the Bear River.  Not a bad few outings for the bobber!  Congrats buddy.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Full Moon Delight

Fishing Time:  7:30 am – 10:30 pm
Weather:  mostly sunny, breezy, T-100
Moon Phase:  Full Moon
Location:  Yuba/Community Pond/Deer Creek
Bait:  Yuba- crankbaits, 7-inch tube jigs, swim baits, rapalas.  Community Pond- Jig/trailer.  Deer Creek- mid to deep diving crankbaits, curly tailed grubs
Who Went:  Rick, Bobber John, Me

We all took the day off work to avoid the crowds and fish the full moon at Deer Creek, but figured we might as well make a day out of it before the full moon came up.  My boat is currently in the shop, so we fished from the S.S. Everson for the day. 

Morning:  We started at Yuba where Rick had two pike in the boat within the first 15 minutes. 
It slowed down quickly though and we only put a few more in the boat while working the shorelines with crankbaits, tube jigs, and swim baits.  
We tried targeting a little deeper water by trolling large crankbaits and rapalas in 15-20 feet of water and landed the two biggest fish of the day. 
Mid-Day:  We hit a pond that we’ve all been scouting for largemouth bass this year.  Rick landed one decent largie and I added one more that wasn’t picture worthy, but that was it for the day.  
The temperature was a balmy 104 today, so the fact that the bass weren’t hitting in the middle of the day wasn’t all that surprising.  I did see a very nice bass tucked up under some logs and I’m still very anxious to fish this pond during next year’s spawn. 

Evening:  We launched at Deer Creek around 6:30 pm and started by drifting jigs inside Rainbow Bay in 15-25 ft of water.  No bites were detected so we began trolling the shorelines with crankbaits in hopes of some full moon walleye.  We ended up catching quite a few planter rainbows, but the walleye never showed up.  The sunset was beautiful, but once again those damn walleye got the best of us!  Worst part was hearing success stories from some of our Rocky Mountain Angler buddies fishing for walleye up there the night before.  The walleye curse continues on…

Monday, June 24, 2013

Fathers Day Gift to Southern Utah

Fishing Time:  Saturday through Tuesday (June 21-25)
Weather:  Sunny, clear, windy on Saturday and Monday, T-70s
Moon Phase:  Full Moon (Supermoon)
Location:  Boulder Mountain and surrounding areas
Bait:  Lake Trout- 7-inch Tube (green), Tiger Musky- Jointed Rapala (perch), Brook Trout- Marabou jig (olive green/black)
Who Went:  Bobber John, Me
My Father’s Day gift from Cari this year was a four day fishing trip wherever I wanted to go (within reason).  After a lot of thought I made a phone call to my Uncle Scott and asked if I could stay in his house down in Torrey, Utah for a few days to fish some of the lakes on and around the Boulder Mountain.  Scott told me the house was free that week and he would be happy to let me use it (Thanks Scott!).  Here is how it all went down…

Saturday:  Bobber John and I left on Saturday morning at 3:30 a.m. and arrived to Fish Lake around 7:30 am.  
The lake trout masses were out in force and we were late to the party.  Success stories from other boats were depressing as the bite had already turned off by the time we got on the water and the wind was already whipping.  We didn’t fish long before moving on down the road to Johnson Reservoir.  The wind was just as bad at Johnson, but we toughed it out and I was able to put one small tiger musky in the boat.  Bobber John landed a couple perch, but no musky. 
Sunday:  We slept in and didn’t hit the road until 10:00 a.m.  We headed to a boulder mountain lake that came highly recommended from my cousin for holding some impressive brook trout (Thanks Phil!).  It took us 2 hours to get there on some very rough roads, but it was worth the fishing that awaited us.  On the third cast I landed the biggest brook trout of my life at 3.5 pounds.  I landed many more very nice fish and it was by far the best brookie fishing I have ever experienced.  
I was throwing an 1/8 oz black/olive green marabou.  Bobber struggled a bit and only landed one, but redeemed himself the rest of the trip.
Monday:  The fishing was so good the day before that we made the long trek back to the same Boulder Mountain Lake and again had great success for large brookies.   We caught a bunch and enjoyed the second day in a row of having the high mountain lake all to ourselves.  You just can’t beat the solitude of fishing on the boulder mountain, especially when you’re landing big brookies.  
Bobber John put the marabou away this day and put a worm beneath a bobber and absolutely slayed some nice brookies.  
Tuesday:   We left Scotts house at 5:00 a.m. and had the boat on Fish Lake by 6:15.  The wind was calm and the fish were active.  Everything seemed to be right for a good day of jigging for lake trout and that ended up being the case.  The fish were very active and it wasn’t long before Bobber was hooked up with what ended up being the biggest lake trout ever landed on my boat at a whopping 35 pounds!  
Bobber joined the 30 pound club and it seemed even more special that it happened at Fish Lake and not the lake trout mecca of Flaming Gorge.  Soon after Bobber landed his beast, I was hooked up with another nice fish.  
I didn’t weigh mine, but it was probably mid to high twenties.  The morning produced many more hits and one more 8-10 pound fish, but only the three ended up in the boat.
On the way home we stopped by a small pond that I’ve always wanted to scout for largemouth.  At first it seemed like a lost cause with shallow unproductive looking shorelines, but after some patience and walking the entire pond, I began seeing some very nice largemouth.  In fact, I may have seen the nicest largemouth I’ve ever seen in Utah waters.  This little pond is now hot on my radar and we will definitely be spending some time working it over.  I think it has the potential to produce some VERY hefty bass, especially during the pre-spawn/spawn in the spring months. 

Conclusion:  The first day had me depressed about Fish Lake, but the last day definitely revived my confidence in fishing for lake trout down south.  According to many of the locals the fish congregate on the hump we were fishing starting about mid June and begin to go deeper sometime in mid to late July.

I really want to get back and fish Johnson again for another opportunity at some musky.  The wind was pretty bad while we were there and the water was very murky.  I think the lake has potential to put out some nice sized musky, and the best part is, No pressure!

That was the best brook trout fishing I have ever experienced with non-stop action for the nicest brook trout I’ve ever caught.  I will definitely be heading back for some more of those toads!  They fight awesome and are by far the prettiest trout there is (although there not really a trout).  It brought back a lot of memories of my childhood and fishing on that mountain with my old man.  I think it re-stoked my fire about the Boulder Mountain!

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Yet Another Utah Lake Quickie

Fishing Time: 6:30 to 7:30 pm
Weather:  breezy, clear, T-60s
Moon Phase:  61% Moon
Location:  Utah Lake (Saratoga Springs Harbor)
Bait:  Jig/trailer (brown/black/chartreuse)
Who Went:  Me
After the wind blew me off the lake last week I decided to give it another chance at the Saratoga Springs Harbor, hoping to find a few more bass.  I saw a young kid cleaning up on small crappie by fishing a jig under a bobber near some submerged brush on the south side of the marina.  It looked like a good place to take the kids for some fast action.  I only landed one bass.  It didn’t have the bloodied tail like I’ve been used to seeing, so I think the spawn may be dying down.  I missed one other hit, but that was it for the night.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Another Utah Lake Quickie

Fishing Time:  6:30 to 7:30 pm
Weather:  Stormy, very windy, T-50s
Moon Phase:  92% Moon
Location:  Utah Lake (Saratoga Springs Harbor)
Bait:  Jig/trailer (brown/black/charteuse)
Who Went: Me

I fished Utah Lake on the way home from Tooele tonight at the public Saratoga Bay Marina.  I drive by it on my way home every evening and have never fished it.  The weather was windy all day with scattered thunderstorms so I wasn’t expecting much.  I decided to use the same jig that brought me success at Lincoln Beach Harbor last week. 
I walked down to the bank of the harbor and instantly saw a tail surface that looked like a largemouth guarding a bed.  I casted out and within seconds I caught this chunky guy.

I continued casting for about 10 minutes and like a light switch the breeze changed to gale force winds.  It must have been 40 mph winds and I could barely even keep myself upright, so I called it a night.   

Friday, May 17, 2013

Utah Lake Quickie


Fishing Time:  7:00 pm to 7:30 pm
Weather:  Cloudy, breezy, storm moving in, T-50s
Moon Phase:  48% Moon
Location:  Utah Lake (LB Harbor)
Bait:  Jig/trailer (brown/black/chartreuse)
Who Went:  Me
I’m working in Tooele right now and got the chance to sneak out an hour early when the drillers rig broke down.  I took the scenic route home going south from Fairfield down to Elberta and around the south end of Utah Lake.  

By the time I got to Lincoln Beach Harbor I only had a half hour to fish before I had to head home, but I took advantage of it.  I worked around the docks with no success and kept moving east down the north dike.  I was pitching a jig 5-6 feet off shore working the submerged rocks hoping for the bass to be in shallow spawning.  It didn’t take long to figure out that they are definitely in full spawn mode. 

I caught 3 in total with the biggest in the 4-pound range.  I also lost what was probably the biggest bass of the night right at shore, and missed one more good hit.  It was like pulling teeth trying to pry myself off the lake, but I had to get home.  Not a bad trip for a total of 30 minutes fishing time.