I Call Tails

I call tails, that means you row for three more fish, that's the rules of the game this morning.

Luckily, because we just started, I really didn't want to switch out already.

A Little Bit of High Dirty Water................... Then

As the the major river systems get busy with snow runoff, we have to endure a little time away or 

visit other waters in search of our finned friends. But once that nasty, chocolate milk water subsides ,

get ready for the the best three weeks of fishing you can have. Fish are pinned to the banks, eating streamers, nymphs and big ass foam flies like crazy. 

Until then, get out and visit the small creeks, still waters and tailgaters. 

stunning rainbow

Not many to the net today, but the one of the few that was lined

had some of the most beautiful colors and spot formations one one could

imagine. Notice the pink tinge around the mouth, stunning.

This is why we fish.

Time Ticking away Fast

What a wonderful wife I have, as I have taken a break from the usual Colorado watersheds and spring hatches to work and fish the past 7 weeks from Montana and the Missouri River. I have always wanted to fish the spring midge, baetis, caddis and throw in streamers when weather conditions prevail. While it was not all fishing, it made the commute to the river much shorter each weekend, and a chance to learn the river even better. As the water rises on all the rivers of the west, so does the Missouri, although a tailwater, there releases make room for impending runoff. Hampers the dryly action, the nymphing is always pretty special.