Saturday, June 28, 2014

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

Well so far this year, man what a start to the year.
Brittany has been busy with being president for the fly fishing club. All sorts of things happening there. Me getting healed up from surgery for a broken wrist.

We bought a new house. Boy is it ever perfect for us, a 2 car garage turned into a family room our fly tying room, a big shop in the back yard we love it.

Brittany and I are both learning to Spey cast so we will be ready for the next steelhead run can't wait to feel the first tug.
We attended the Ellensburg IFFF show with our friend Tom and Jennifer, we got to see a lot of our friend at the show and the four of us had a great time it was an absolute blast. Can't wait to do it again.

We have been out fishing only a few times so far once to Lake Winchester for a club outing it snowed in the morning but we did catch a few fish, we used a drift boat in the morning and float tubes in the afternoon. Britt and I took turns on the sticks. Doesn't look like we will get near the trips we had last year but got to go for quality not quantity.






Made a trip to the St. Joe tough fishing during the run off but we did catch a few fish each, Britt hooked in to a nice little 12 inch Cutthroat and had a big old Bull Trout take a swipe at it.  Was a great day trip.

















We sold our camper and got a new tent to get us thru until we get a new camper probably in the next year or two.

Took a long weekend trip to the North Fork of the Clearwater / Kelly Creek that turned out to be a different kind of weekend not what I would call great, water was high and cold did catch a few fish some nice ones but managed to lock my keys in the truck while we were there so Brittany can now cross busting out a window of a rig off of her bucket list.
Thing is if you are out in the middle of nowhere often enough you will lock your keys in the rig sooner or later it's just the way it is. If you have never had it happen count yourself lucky so far but trust me it will. 

And if you follow Britt on Facebook you know she has won a lot of stuff on there, me not so, well I Would like to thank High Mountain Angler Magazine and Otter net company I was contacted that I have won their giveaway and my silver creek net is on its way from Otter Nets can't wait to land some big old trout with it.

And then to top off I was just promoted to Detention Supervisor. Its going to be an interesting summer for sure. Don't know how much fishing we will get in, not enough, never get enough time fishing. But we will make the best of what time we do get. I promise you that.

Until next time, and it won't be such a long time in between.

Bent rods and Screaming Drags

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Long time no post

Folks we are truly sorry it's been since November since we last posted. 
But it has been a very busy winter. It started off with me ( Brian) having surgery to fix a broken wrist, I fished on it broken all summer. 
Then our landlord told us we had to move so she could move in, so the hunt was on and we found and bought our own house. 
Also my dear wife was made Kelly creeck flycasters very first woman president and we have been busy working on the North Idaho Fly Fishing Expo that will take place in March. 
As for fishing Britt did make it out 3 times to try her hand at steelhead fishing after a lesson from our friend Craig. She had to no takes but was out there, while I stood by on the bank arm in a cast.
 Just wanted to give everyone a quick update, sorry no pics working off of my phone.
 So we are still around more to come soon we promise. Until next time we meet bent rods and screaming drags


Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Hustle and Bustle of September

As I sit here gazing out the window, the snow continues to fall and I contemplate that 
our first snow here in the Valley is today, only the 5th day of November.  To many this may seem late, but here in the Valley, we may go all year without snowfall (well at least in those years we are lucky!) With the obvious signs of winter setting in, I think back to the past few months---

Summer fishing was so-so…with rather high water temperatures and relatively low water levels, we were able to seal the deal on a good number of native cutthroats, but far less than what we came to expect from our exploits last fall. 

As September set in, we hit the ground running as mentors for the annual KCF Women’s Clinic.   As always, this was a great time and a great experience!  With just over a year fishing under my belt, I made the leap and decided to be a mentor this year rather than a participant.  It was during this trip, that I realized actual amount of knowledge I had gained over the past year.


We returned that Monday from the Women’s Clinic outing, in a rush to get my gear repacked for the very first Trout Chicks trip.  A group of 10 of us women, that have met through various blogs, emails and FB pages decided to meet up for a weekend of fishing and fun on the legendary Henry’s Fork!


(Photo by JB McCollum http://www.jbmccollum.com/)


 This weekend provided me some amazing opportunities to fish with some new friends, experience fishing from an Adipose drift boat, and even some new culinary adventures for us sheltered type folk.  It was truly a once in a lifetime trip for me, and I thank those individuals that made it possible, both Michelle and Shelley.  These two ladies busted their a$$es to make this a simply epic (yes, epic! Because that is the cool fly fishing lingo) trip!  Again, I returned home that Monday and Brian had already started getting our gear together for our annual trip to the North Fork of the Clearwater.  As much as I enjoyed the first two trips in September, I was dearly looking forward to this trip.  Brian and I have made it a sort of annual outing towards the end of September, to fish the North Fork and camp.  This year, our annual trip was expected to be more enjoyable as we had our camper to retire to for those chilly September nights.  The forecast was not looking good, the days prior to the trip---a forecast full of rain and cold weather was not what I was hoping for, but that is exactly what was delivered!  The fishing was more what we expected for the area this time.  The hoppers were still out in force, and the typical caddis and BWO activity made for some nice dry fly fishing.  Brian was even able to hook up and bring to hand a fish we had been targeting since early in the month at the Women’s Clinic. 


The day of my birthday, I chose to head up river to Kelly Creek.  We have fished Kelly Creek a number of times; never seeming to have much luck…and this day was no different.  It was pouring out, so we decided to call it a day and head back to camp.  Being as determined as we are, and having an extremely leaky camper to return to, we decided to hit the water right in front of Flat Camp.  It is usually good for at least a few fish.  By now, it was literally pouring out.  I expected the thunder and lightning to start any time, which would officially put an end to the day…but it never did come, just rain and more rain.  I waded out fairly far, casting some larger bugs but having no luck.  I then noticed some fish rising to the surface not 15 feet away.  Try as I might I could not see what they were hitting on.  I tried various flies…cast after cast, it seemed as though they were pushing mine out of the way for this unseen treat!  It was about 7 different flies in, that a tiny BWO flitted by amongst the rain drops.  I never would have imagined that they would be hitting BWOs in such a downpour, but alas…that is exactly what they were doing!  I tied on a tiny BWO with my frozen hands.  First cast…nothing… second cast...FISH ON!  It was a nice size cutty that at least took the skunking out of my birthday!  Fish continued to rise all around me-in front of the large submerged boulders.  I hollered to Brian to tie on a BWO—and shortly he was catching fish left and right.  At one point, we both had a fish on.  Usually, when we have a double hook up, it always results in one of us losing the fish…we had up until this point, never had two in hand at the same time!  Today was the day though!  We were both able to net our quarry and get them together for a rough photo shot.


This was the best birthday present I could have asked for!  Being in the pouring rain, with my fishing partner, a double hook up to net and more fish on the way!  Eventually the fishing died down and we headed back to our leaky accommodations.


My fishing buddies! Love them!



All three of them! For "city" dogs-they sure adapted to fly dogs fairly well! Even Muzzy was trying to wade the river this trip!






One of the beauties from the trip! It jumped clear out of the water when it took my stimulator!  Not even a second after the fly landed in the water!  It was the most amazing "take" so far!

Oh....and I have come to LOVE bugs!  Never never ever thought I would say that!  Just love them! They are so damn cool!






Oh, and one last cool Pic I snapped of the Clearwater at Pink House----just like the pic :)

And one of my fly doggies...Beman Jethro Bodean...so brave for a dog that wouldn't jump 6" of water 2 ft wide in the spring! We have come a long ways in just a few trips!


This one just makes me giggle... old age and treachery will outdo youth and enthusiasm every time!  I can just see that is what Muzzy is thinking at this point!





Saturday, August 24, 2013

ex·cuse n. (ik-skyoos) 1. An explanation offered to justify or obtain forgiveness.

(Note: this blog is more for me than anyone else---if you get something out of it, awesome!--if not, please bare with me and understand it is something for me to come back to when I need it!  Promise there will be future blogs that are about fishing again!)


Today I decided to look up the definition to the word excuse.  This word is starting to come to mind often and rear its ugly head more than I would like to admit.  There are various definitions, depending on how it is used of course, since it is the english language after all!  The above definitions is the one that rings true to my life lately.

An explanantion offered to justiy or obtain forgiveness...

What this definition does not tell you, is that the explanation and one looking for forgiveness is often times yourself!

This is what life has looked like of recent:

Wake up 5AM (or 6...or 7...): 
drink coffee, sit and waste time on the computer, contemplate doing my DDPYoga, drink some more coffee, say "nah I'll do my DDP tomorrow", drink some more coffee, finally drag my sagging butt outta the chair and get ready for work (all while being frustrated that I have put weight back on)...

8AM-5PM:
go to work, do all that is asked/required, drink more coffee, contemplate that I should do my DDPYoga when I get home, that I should tie flies when I get home, that I should look at the finances when I get home...blah blah blah

5:18PM:
get home, eat dinner after my husband graciously cooked it, contemplate doing something, anything really...decide that laying on the couch watching TV so that I can doze off and get absolutely NOTHING done...well gosh, that seems to be the option/exuse/out whatever you want to call it that wins out each night

It is so easy to make excuses in our lives..from the day to day activities, but even on a larger scale. The real kicker, is that once you start making them...it gets easier and easier which translates directly into making MORE of them.  

It is an easy out--it is much easier sitting there doing nothing, wasting countless hours each month, than it is to actively participate in our own lives!

We go through the same motions day in and day out, hoping for change, yet doing nothing to ingnite the flame, just making excuses for how things are.  The only one responsible for where we are at in life is OURSELF. Period.
Life can throw all sorts of things at you, but we have the ability to decide how to handle those situations.  Do we play the hand we are dealt the best we can?  Or blame the dealer for dealing a bunch of crap.  It is much easier to blame the dealer, but until we step up and learn to play the hand we are dealt-even if it is a bad hand-we will never progress is a positive direction in life.

Once before, Brian and I took a huge leap of faith together.  Some (well, most, really) say we were crazy for packing up and moving to Idaho.  We say we were confident and it was a calculated risk.  In the past 5 years, we have made huge strides in the right direction.

As of late though, I am starting to feel as if we have stalled.  We both have good jobs and the bills are being paid---but yet there is a certain lack of something.  I am not quite sure what this something is, but I feel like there is more out there waiting for us, we just have to allow ourselves to find it!

Every now and then an opportunity will show itself in life.  The successful people are the ones that are able to realize the potential...take advantage of it, and then work their asses off to succeed at it.  We find ourselves now pondering if this "opportunity" is the path we are meant to go down.  Sometimes I wish there was a magical crystal ball that we could look into, and see the right path...but I'm pretty sure that'd take a lot of fun out of the journey!!

Point in case, whatever we decide to do, we will do together---and there isn't anything or anyone that can stop us-only ourselves.  We must overcome our "excuses" and self doubts and rock this life to its fullest potential!

~Britt


Monday, July 29, 2013

The St. Joe … A love, Hate relationship


If you follow our blog, we are glad that you do; if you don’t we would sure like it if you did!

   You can see from past blogs April (Elk hunt 2011) and (Stonefly’s, BWO's and lessons learned---spring fishing on The Joe), what I mean by I have a love hate relationship with the St. Joe. There are a couple other things that make the St. Joe hard to love and that is the fact that after the spring runoff you are never alone on the weekends and the St. Joe has one of the largest “tube hatches” around.


   Well in July it worked out that I had a long weekend after the 4th so I figured that as I had Monday the 8th of July off and most everyone else would have to be back to work I decided that it was time that the Joe and I have another go at it.


   I was up and out the door and 3hrs later rigged up and on the water above the town of Avery, with no one else in sight. The first place I stopped I notice several Stoneflies fluttering about and hooked into a few decent fish and after a little bit I move on up the river to the next likely looking place to fish. It had a nice little gravel beach and a deep run between two riffles.


  I decided to start just above the lower riffle and work my way up to the next one.  With a Stimulator tied on, I had a very slow start.  With only 3 fish landed, I waded out as far as I dared into belly deep water so that I could cast over the current to the other side of a great looking seam.  A beautiful drag free drift of my fly and a huge mouth swam from the depths to engulf my fly.  I raised my rod and set the hook; gave a war cry and the fight was on. There is nothing in this world like the sound when a fish is peeling drag. The fish first ran for cover behind a large rock down below, I put right side pressure on it and began moving myself to shallower water. The fish decided he wanted to go below the large riffle to the next pool so with left side pressure and me in hot pursuit (I don’t run for most things, but this I ran for); I finally convinced the fish he needed to stay in this pool.
So with his mind changed the fish decided that he would charge me, reeling as fast as I could and some more fast foot work, he took off for the other side of the river again. More screaming reel and more side pressure finally with this beast in shallower and slower water I got him in the net.

   With a quick set up of the camera I did manage to get a few pictures of this, my biggest fish to date an 18” beauty that I caught on my new 4 weight rod.



I saw a total of 6 other fisherman on the water and no “tube hatch.” I landed and released a great fish and was headed home to tell Britt all about the day I had on the Joe. Might even say I got myself a little payback for April.

Until next time;

 Bent rods and screaming drags.

Sunday, July 21, 2013

A year in photos....My first year of fly fishing

The Lochsa-Day 1

Brian and Dale and I fishing on the Lochsa 2012
We hit the NF of the Clearwater the weekend after the Lochsa--one of my very first fish!
Brian's first of many on the NF

First time fishing Kelly Creek before the Womens Clinic


My first one on Kelly Creek

So glad I finally got a new less frumpy vest! 

Fishing Cayuse Creek at the Womens Clinic
Went back up for a elk camp turned fishing trip on the NF--went back to Cayuse and caught this pretty little fish!

Right out in front of camp!  
One of my favorite pictures from all year....I miss the river


Atop the bridge at the end of the "road"-Kelly Creek 2012

Brian's fish from out in front of camp

Gettin a truck made it soooo much easier!

Love when the Caddis are on!


Went up to the Joe for some early season fishing--it was tough but I got one!
There were even a couple salmonflies out!
Brian had bad JuJu on the Joe this time...



Decided to head up to Kelly Creek to try out the camper---waters still a tad high...

So we fished Mosse Creek

Gotta watch that back cast "face"

Beman trying his darndest to be a fly dog..

Hanging out @ camp with our NEW Camper!  REALLY makes things easier!
Travelled up to the NF of the Coeur d'Alene--caught a couple nice ones...

Still lovin the camper <3

And the resident moose, Matilda
Hit Elk River Reservoir while I had a bum foot in the Pontoon...
And Brian hit the creek for some brookie
I love Idaho---It is beautiful no matter where you go or end up!

We went back to the Joe---and Brian made it cry! Litterally!  What a slab!

My fish of the day on none other than the Black Betty!

Lovin Life!
Creek X off of the Lochsa---LOVE LOVE LOVE it!

Brian and Dale horsing around...

One of my first steelhead smolt!

A great one from Creek X



Even in love when pickin up trash...haha


One of Brian's fish recovering in a slow area...

I just love this picture :)  It makes me giggle...

And here it is...  one year later, and I return to the exact same spot I caught my first fish.
No one was holding my hand, I knew where to cast, how to set the hook, how to net it (even if it was only a shrimp fish!)
Oh, and it was on a Purple Haze I tied myself!!