it all tracks. everything is dying and we are all fucked.
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it all tracks. everything is dying and we are all fucked.
Well, the thing about that is the 1999-2004 drought was the hottest, driest period we've had around here in 30 years. We had more 95+ degree days in those few years than we have experienced in the next 20 years. It was so fucking hot. But, it didn't affect the mayfly populations like whatever is going on now. For example, the trout population totally crashed in 2003 on the upper teton but the mayflies came through it just fine.Quote:
Originally Posted by east or bust
Well, there were copious numbers of big bugs but nary a fish up on them. :( We fished HARD for 5 days. 9 ppl. the best day for one person was when 6 of 9 hiked into Mesa Falls. We floated different sections but essentially from Stone Bridge to Ashton Reservoir. Dave's Jubilee was a revelation. We thought it might just be a gas station sized convenience store. But NO! And some good selections of foods.
Very stoic of you to not even mention the 30 to 50mph winds.
Gonna poke around tomorrow where Guide left off. Give a holler if anyone is heading that way
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Good lord that made for some heinous rowing conditions for sure. :mad:Quote:
Originally Posted by neckdeep
Going to a wedding in Bozeman on the 15th. May stop at the ranch for a pain cave session on our way back on the evening of the 16th. You know, just for fun.
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Was windy AF when I arrived around 6:00pm last night. Biked out from the mailbox to my usual spot. One other dude a bit below me out in the middle of the river moving around a ton. Don't know what he was fishing but appeared subsurface. Watched him dig up some guppy sized fish. His tactics seemed questionable to me, more on that below.
Took a nap, woke up some time around 7:15, still windy. Rode down to the cabins to see if it was more sheltered down there. Less wind but still nothing going on, couple dudes all sitting on the bank. Rode back up to my spot. Two new guys upstream, seemed like they knew what they were doing, which is basically sit on the bank until stuff starts happening. Guy below me still out in the middle on the river walking around scaring fish. Things calmed down right at dusk as usual. Had a nice fish in front of me in what couldn't have been more than 6" of water, dorsal and tail above the surface like a bonefish, but couldn't get it to eat. Downstream guy leaves 5 minutes before things really turn on, WTF. And most of the feeders are literally right where he was. They were sporadic but some studs in the bunch. Best one I saw was on the other side of a hydro and had no chance of getting in position to cast to it without fucking up. Couldn't pin anything down in the 15min between when fish started rising to complete dark.
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