Mike Scheer is with his “special forces” group (Army) training
on Mt. Everest.
He was proud to advertise the Caddis Fly Shops highest ever ad at over
20,000′
Mike,
Thanks Very Much for your service and for wearing your best fishing hat.
CD
Mike Scheer is with his “special forces” group (Army) training
on Mt. Everest.
He was proud to advertise the Caddis Fly Shops highest ever ad at over
20,000′
Mike,
Thanks Very Much for your service and for wearing your best fishing hat.
CD
These notes from the Oregon Sportsman.
The time of the fly fisherman for the present year grows short, and after a few sharp frosts there will be no more of it. Then we must resort tot he winter lures – the spoon, the worm, the flesh of sculpin, squawfish and carp; or the nasty salmon egg. Indeed on the lower waters of streams tributary to the sea, fly-fshing is already practically over.
But there remain, so long as the present delightful weather shall last, magnificent fishing on the Rogue, McKenzie, Santiam, Molalla, and Clackamas. The favorite food of the rainbow trout in these streams is now the stonefly, which hatches in late summer and early fall, coming out from the water in the larval stage and hiding among the rocks of the shore, where he shortly emerges from his shell as the mature insect in the form of a gauze-winged, soft bodied fly, which gather in great numbers on the branches of willows along the steams. Flies that light or fall upon the water are eagerly seized by trout, which frequent the shores at this time for the purpose of feeding on the stoneflies.
A party of sportsmen, just returning from the upper McKenzie, report remarkably fine fishing at McKenzie Bridge and Frizzell’s, where a large number of fishermen have enjoyed great sport. Their catches were made mostly by using the stonefly, carefully hooked, with wings spread, and very lightly cast. Rainbows of two pounds and upwards fell to the lot of several of these gentlemen daily, and many smaller fish, so that a four-automobile party had all the fish they cared to use daily for a week.
The Dolly Varden does not rise readily at this season to the fly in the Cascade streams, but skillful fisherman catch occasional monsters with salmon eggs.
Doubtless fishing on the McKenzie at this season will be found to correspond with that on the waters of other large rivers of the Cascade mentioned above. Fly-fishing proper has been better in the earlier months of summer on the Mckenzie. The fish reject the artificial fly now because of the abundance of natural fly food.
Note: There will be more to follow from the October 1913 edition……..
Jay Nicholas
If you head up into the way backwoods of the Cascades and get close to the river and watch and listen to the hoppers springing out of the grass, you’ll hear the big trout smacking their lips. They’re huge, they’re obnoxious, they’re irresistible. And they’re all over our watersheds for the next couple months.
Excellent patterns include: Dave Whitlock Spun Deer Hopper, Morrish’s Golden Hopper, and other leggy abominations in the terrestrial bin.
Ok. You’re in the Oregon Cascades. You are near a stream, river, rivulet, creek, or ditch. You need to figure out where to start fishing, right?
Try the first bridge you come to. Trout always live under bridges. Next, look for places where people have parked alongside the river. The wider the turnout, the better the fishing will be. Finally, as shown above, look for evidence that this is a swimming hole, in this case, still-wet socks, or as the evidence depicted below (no explanation needed), will tell you that, yes, this is where trout live. Continue reading
One of my good friends Matt Zlotkowski just sent me this jaw-dropping brown trout photo and the following message for blog readers.
“Josh Nugent, owner/operator of Out Fly Fishing Outfitters, is one of the hardest working guides that I have had the pleasure to fish with and a great guy to boot. We spent several days in and around Calgary on the Bow River with Josh and experienced first-hand why the Bow is regarded as a tremendous wild trout fishery that is home to both browns and bows in significant numbers. Give Josh a call if you’re planning a trip to Calgary – he’ll make you a believer in the Bow.”
Matt says it’s a big streamer show when he was there. Definitely considering my own trip to Calgary now.
-MS
John Larison’s new novel Holding Lies is a grown up version of The River Why. It’s grim. In some ways, it’s the book David James Duncan said he didn’t want to write, couldn’t. Because the situation facing the Northwest’s wild salmonids is too dark.
That said, it’s a gorgeous book and you need to read it.
Published last week by Skyhorse Press, the five word summary would read: Oregon fly fishing murder mystery.
But it’s really about learning how to fight for a river, and for wild steelhead. Hank Hazelton and his crew of river stewards illustrates a tight knit community’s beautiful and tragic commitment to wild fish. Plus, there is hatchery puke sabotage, some Monkey Wrench Gang antics to keep it entertaining. Continue reading
Oregon Cascade trout flies. Simple, really. These trout eat about everything that we throw at trout, generally, and seasonally, in other rivers around the western United States. I just wanted to note some of my favorites with a few notes in case it proves useful. Continue reading
Bass fishing guide Larry Cross called the other day to invite me to come have a look at the Willamette River Bass fishery. I jumped at the chance exited to learn a new section of the Willamette. Larry suggested we meet at the Peoria County Park and Boat Ramp at 6am. Just 40 minutes from North Eugene. Continue reading
It’s shaping up to be a good steelhead year on the Deschutes. In the past week, 6,000 to 8,000 steelhead a day have been making their way over the Dalles Dam on average, for a total of over 170,000 already this year, and it is still very early in the game. Unlike our steelhead runs here in the Willamette valley, the Deschutes fish don’t start to show up in really good numbers until sometime in July, and continue to enter the river until late in the fall. Continue reading
We’re going back to the Strait. I’ve been tying some Nelson silver salmon flies in various colors for bucktailing in the prop wash. One week of debauchery in the no-man’s land between the U.S. and Canada. Here are a bunch of new paintings that attempt to capture the hopes and terrors of small boat operator on The Strait of Juan de Fuca.
We (Sam and Rick) set out to highlight the bounty of bank/wade fly fishing opportunities within a day’s drive of the Eugene area (and get on the blog without a boat :). The task was to catch and release fish in 10 streams during a one day road trip from Eugene to Bend and back again. We drove just under 400 miles. Each of us caught trout in each stream. Sam caught the “grand slam” of rainbow, cutthroat, brown and brookie. We each caught our 10 fish on 10 different flies.
Here is our day:
Boat or no boat, you can find peaceful, pleasant fly fishing opportunity on waters big or small nearby. Enjoy!