That looks like a huge blue! Nice!!Quote:
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That looks like a huge blue! Nice!!Quote:
Originally Posted by schindlerpiste
thats a fkn chopper. strong work.
Ole one eye.
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stop touching trout with gloves on. jesus.
^^ you’re not a member of the Black Nitrile Mafia ?
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Calm down.Quote:
Originally Posted by stealurface831
keep on killing fish like a fucking retard ignoramus.
so edgy.
Serial chiller?
in another line of work.
keep killing those trout though. we are all very impressed by your obstinance.
I'd bet gloves made with less abrasive fibers aren't that different than bare hands. And I suspect nitrile gloves are better than bare hands. I also doubt that wetting your hands does a damn thing (I do it anyway because it if easy). I think we do a lot of guessing on this issue. But I'm pretty sure it would be good if we all touched trout less. I've been taking fewer fish pics, and the ones i do take are more often in net or in water. Of course, I do this after putting a hole in their face...
back from three days fishing the Siberian peasant's backyard and visiting old hang outs.
more pints were drank than fish caught (I suck at fly fishing)
fall colors were spectacular and the trip delivered everything I went for ....
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Fun to float around with Sheldon, SFB, and Tgapp. We stuck a few, hugehairdog was killing it.
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Good stuff Bob. I need to make it a point to make it down for 420 on the green.
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okay sorry folks I'm on mobile and having a baby means that I have started writing this post like half a dozen times and just abandoned it. I'm good at short posts but not long ones I guess
want to give a huge shout-out to this community and the incredible people in it - l8APX, plugboots, underroos, and SUF especially. because of y'all i have been so blessed to have so much meaningful time on the water - even if, lately, that usually means ducking out for an hour or two when the grom is asleep and i can go chuck meat. means a ton to me.
i keep trying to pick up a big trophy brown on my local water to pay these incredible mags back with some cool stoke, but the (river) streamer bite has been a little slow lately. thank God the bwo's have been making up for it
good to see bobmc and his grom (pictured behind Sheldon swimming) on a killer day of stillwater fishing (we got probably around 70 to the boat, with a bunch of super aggressive follows and eats right at the surface) and ofc always amazing to get out and fish with SFB, who is an absolute treasure to this community
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it's good to be home ....
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funny thing about Lake Roosevelt:
I never catch 8" rainbows,
or 10" rainbows,
or 12" rainbows.
always the 14-20" class ....
mind you, I'm not complaining,
just wondering where all the small fish went
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Originally Posted by romeo tango
They didn't go anywhere; they're still at the hatchery. A quick search sez Roosevelt is primarily stockers and they are triploid.
Yesterday I made it down to the river late, and realized I had left my rod and reel at home, and so I went back to get it, trying not to kick myself too hard, so I could enjoy what was left of the day on the river. A short moment after I hooked a nice 13"er, I realized I had managed to get my rod without making sure nothing else was missing, like my camera. I decided to just enjoy catching the inevitable lunker which could sense my lack of a camera, and that part of the evening came soon. Said lunker was THICK and just under 18", you'll just have to take my word for it, it was a beast! I also caught another beauty, which wasn't quite so large, but the evening went quite well, seven fish in under three hours.
Today I got a late start, as I first filled out my absentee ballot, and pedaled over to the election center to deliver it in person. I was again in a sore state, and the fish weren't biting. As I walked between spots, I met another fisherman who shared his tale of a big one that got away. I wished him luck in getting a bigger one, and continued to the next spot.
Once there, a number of fishes mocked me by rising within ten feet of where I stood, fruitlessly throwing a double Pat's rig. I swapped out to an October caddis with one of ISBD's cripplers attached, neither of which I could see most of the time, but I did manage to pull the crippler away from a fish which gave it a try. I was getting very frustrated, blindly trying to see the invisible, and swapped out again, this time putting on one of ISBD's tung-headed stones, with a jig-headed zebra midge nymph trailer.
It took a little while, but the stone did the trick, and the bubble was yanked abruptly beneath the surface. The wily trout fish tricked me, by running straight at me, to the extent that I thought it must be a very small fish, as I furiously stripped in line. I was just fast enough to keep him hooked, then he ran, and jumped, giving me the lift I needed sorely on a gloomy day. It started raining, and facts being that I did not have a shell with me, nor was I getting any more bites, I departed home to write this fishing story. The end.
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The triploids are common knowledge,
a bit depressing to think the only fish left in the pool are pellet-fed pen-freaks
welcome home R
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nice bow Rasputin
streamer season is here
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Yeah, from what I read, the walleye will probably prevent the red bands from making a meaningful recovery.Quote:
Originally Posted by romeo tango
Thanks man, and BTW, that is a fantastic sunset pic, I mean Holy Crap!Quote:
Originally Posted by tgapp
After getting the shopping done, I headed for the river. Today, I woke up in an uncharacteristically happy mood, and the day was cool and sunny. It rained last night a bit so I rigged a red beadhead worm/ coffee Pat's rubberlegs combo. I'd caught an hudge fish the day before yesterday on the worm, and Pat's have been very good this fall. This turned out to be a very good choice, as I soon caught a couple of foot long rainbows on the worm.
Then I caught a 15" Brown trout on the Pat's, however, do to my tremendously gentle grasp, the brown escaped before I could shoot the pic. I lamented the missed photo op, as I so rarely catch brown trout, but my mood remained good, and I headed downstream to redemption, again the worm did its job.
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Utilizing my lightning fast snag hooking skills, I caught two whitefish on the worm, one hooked in the belly, and one in the tail. Then, after moving upstream to the usual whitefish schooling zone, I failed to catch a whitefish, but the worm came through on yet another nice troutfish.
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Toward the end of the day, the Pat's got another taker.
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Another day in the books, and a pretty one at that.
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I under-dressed for the first time this fall, but caught a few fish along with the chill, including a big fat whitefish, but sadly, no big trout.
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Beautifully brooding skies this afternoon.
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When I arrived at the river today, I saw another fisherman who I'd met a couple times before. I walked toward him and told him I intended to go downstream where he had come from, and he showed me the nymph he was having luck with, and as we talked he caught a fish on said nymph. It had a "hot head", a fluorescent orange beadhead, he suggested they might be feeding on eggs.
Among the array of nymphs ISBD sent me last winter, was one with a fluorescent pink bead head and a flashy body, which proved out as a great pattern for the day. It caught this beast:
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Having already made my day with a big fish, I felt free to swap out to a baetis emerger, when I saw fish sipping flies downstream in glassy slow water. I was pleased to get a rise, and land a more modest sized trout.
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I switched back to the nymph rig, and caught three more fish on the pink head (two smaller trout and one whitefish), it was a another good outing in the land of the big sky.
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The Pumpkin Head Midge is a killer. Nice fish BTW.
https://midcurrent.com/videos/how-to...in-head-midge/
the Kettle is a pretty little river and gets very little love
as far as I know, only wild fish that are tough to find
spent the last two days flogging the water,
landed one nice whitefish on Rasputin's favorite
EDIT: I did a little dive and found conflicting information on stocking. The locals say it isn't stocked
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Yesterday I went to the nearby sporting good's store and bought some "flies". After the great results with the hot head nymph, I decided I should pick up a few hot head power worms (I also bought rainbow warrior nymphs, olive CDC emergers, and from the clearance rack, black Pat's with blue legs), and give them a go. Fishing yesterday yielded no big fish, but three out of four of the new lures caught fish, though they were little trout and whitefish.
At the end of the day I got a strong take on the worm and, due to my overly manly hook-set, snapped off the worm. So I tied on another, and after a short bit, hooked a decent fish and after a short fight, this worm broke off also! So, today I began the day with only one hot head worm, which immediately went to work, hooking up on the second cast, but it came off the hook. This was repeated a while later with a bigger stronger fish.
I didn't let it get me down, and patiently plied the water where I'd caught a big one the day before yesterday, but all was silent there. It had been snowing for a while, and my hands were cold, so I decided to put on gloves and hike way down stream to Long Pool, and get myself all warmed up in the process. Long Pool produced four fish, two cut]bows, and two rainbows, and only one them was small! (not pictured)
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Quite pleased with the catching of trouts, I made my way upstream to an area, I dubbed "Wagon Beach", so named because it runs past a beach with a steel Gorilla cart which washed up there at some point during runoff. The water along Wagon Beach is fed by Wagon Beach riffle, and is a deep run which looks VERY fishy, but I've only caught a couple little trout there before, at the bottom of the riffle. Today, armed with my trusty hot head worm, it produced a very stocky, smaller troutfish.
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Continuing back upstream, I wanted to fish a place where two channels combined and the water of a riffle slid along slow water of the entering channel. I dropped my rig in the water intending to strip out line to cast, but before I could, a feisty brown trout grabbed the very popular hot head worm (which had lost much of its paint by this time).
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My first cast toward the seam I was aiming for fell short, but yielded a hookup from a small fish, which came off the hook. So I waded closer to the seam, and on the first cast, I hooked up on anther big fish, which after jumping for me, came off the hook. I headed back up-stream and caught another small one where I had started the day, again on the worm. The black Pat's was ignored all day, as if the fish were telling me it was "so two weeks ago". Happy Halloween, or as I will remember it, "The Day of the Hot Head Power worm".
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rest in peace to legend bob popovics. the greatest to ever put thread to hook.
https://www.millhousepodcast.com/bob-popovics
It’s getting cold, I need to bring a heater if we go out again. Even the dog was shivering.
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Weekend trip to our favorite run down RV Park. Cold, cloudy, and solid fishing. Wifey stuck her PB brown
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Grats to Wifey, nice fish!
My day got off to a pretty good start, once again the hot head worm produced.
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The very next cast in the same area, I hooked into another nice one, but sadly, after getting it close, my line came back without my worm.
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Shortly afterwards, I lost the worm I'd just tied on. I made my way downstream to the confluence of two channels and caught a couple smalls.
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I trudged all the way down to Long Pool, hoping to repeat my Halloween performance, but only catching a couple little ones, and sadly having a heavy fish come off the hook close up. Wagon beach produced nothing, so I ate lunch and headed back toward my starting point. A cast-length downstream from where I'd caught my first one of the day, I got another nice one.
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your local fishery is exciting and excellent!
Not to mention, high in dioxins! The maintenance of good sized fishes is aided by FWPS's advisory that Clark Fork fish are unsafe for human consumption. I don't know what effects on the fish the toxins have, but they don't keep the fish from getting big and heavy.Quote:
Originally Posted by romeo tango
Um........wow.
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What more can I say?
Today when I got to the New Place (I really need a better name for it, now that I've been going there for a while), there was a guy jamming out in his car. After I got geared up, he opened his window, and wished me luck. I told him that I liked his music, which he informed me was Big Head Todd and the Monsters, and we had a conversation for quite a while. While I wanted to go fishing, I knew that investing in a good hearted exchange would insure that I would catch big fish today, and I was right. This fatso was the same fish I caught a month and a half ago, back when I first fished "Black Pat's Hole":
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I went downstream to try my luck at Long Pool, but only managed to catch a little trout, and a pretty view of Snowbowl off in the distance, looking frosty.
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After catching a whitefish and another little trout at Wagon Beach, I headed back to where I started. Just a stone's throw before I got to where I caught the fatboy, I caught a 13 incher, just before the sun set.
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Then I saw Mitt (not his real name) who I've met there a few times. We talked, and I showed him pics of my best fish today, and yesterday, and he told me of an easier way to hike in. As he forded the river, I hooked into another nice fish. Being friendly is usually really good luck for me, and tonight confirmed my bias in believing so.
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I haven't watched the news since the night before the election, and frankly it's felt really good, I don't know who won anything, except I have been been winning friends and enjoying God's creation. Good night.
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Well I still haven't checked the election results, but I bumped into a friend in the store who ominously suggested the election had not gone well (he expected I shared his views, and I probably do), before I cut him off.
Having completed my chores for the day, I went fishing, of course. I went to my old standby place where I didn't expect much, except that I would catch mostly whitefish, especially since I rigged a rainbow warrior trailing a worm, and whitefish love rainbow warriors almost as much as hare's ears. Long and skinny, the biggest whitefish came first.
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After a few more whitees, I finally landed a trout, and interestingly it was not a rainbow, nor in a place where I expected a little brown to be feeding.
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While the fishing was pretty good, I was still troubled by what my friend had said, and spent some of my time on the river letting my emotional depths erupt. There was no one around, and I strongly believe that vibrating my being according to how I feel inside is a healing thing which often brings about what i really want. Along with the roaring, I had some choice words for God about what sort of outcome I'd like to see, as well as strong complaints about the rather large trout I'd lost earlier. God responded, at the moment I was saying something about losing the one big trout that I'd hooked, with another big trout. Hush my mouth. It just goes to confirm my bias that God listens to me and wants me to be happy, as long as I am painfully open and honest. My bias confirmed again! To wit:
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Beautiful Fall day on the water. Might be the last float of the year?
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Last float? Say it ain't so!
BTW, the lumpy blaze orange touqe is a must for fishing this time of year. I'm not a deer, don't shoot!