flyfishnevada
09-02-2010, 08:46 PM
Gee, nice I could show up! Been a while, a month to be exact. Been busy with Henry’s football, school shopping, and, if I’m being honest, a little lazy. Plus after the trip to Elko, I felt a little fished out. I even planned to make a trip last week, but the wind and rain showed up. Moved all the dove out of here too. A couple of weeks ago there were literately hundreds of the little buggers in the field across the street. As of yesterday, opening day of dove hunting season, maybe 20 remain. Happens every year around here right before dove season. I watched two guys hunt and they got exactly two shots. I didn’t bother. Anyway…
The wife and I took a little drive over Monitor Pass a few days back and I got the itch to head back to fish. Always wanted to fish Wolf Creek, so that’s where I went. On a side note, that last sentence just goes to show the amazing amount of fishing opportunities around here. I digress. It was kind of a last minute decision so I didn’t arrive until about 10:45. I parked at the top of the big meadow and walked downstream for about 20 minutes. Lots of good looking water.
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I finally stopped walking and began fishing back upstream. I started with a hopper. September, meadow, duh! But no rises. Then I switched to a nymph rig. Nothing, but 2 minutes later I saw a decent trout rising so I switched to a dry. Nothing. Damn! I switched dry flies, nothing. Then as so often happens, I was about to give up on the dries and a trout took my submerged fly. OK, whatever! It was a nice 12-inch rainbow. Beautiful, feisty and wild. Could hardly snap a picture it wriggled in the net so much. With new found confidence I headed upstream.
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Nothing. I found a nice hole just begging to be nymphed, so I switched back to the nymph rig. A few casts later and bang. Not as nice as the first, but a 7-inch brookie. I continued fishing all the good water I found until I was back near the truck. Nothing except one small fish that hit my indicator. Oh well, I didn’t get skunked and I was hungry. I ate lunch and headed towards home. On the way, I stopped by the East Carson along Wolf Creek Road and fished for a little while, but nothing. Nothing, word of the day! All in all a nice little trip and the scenery made it worthwhile even if the fishing wasn’t spectacular.
As usual, more pictures on the blog, including a cool picture of FFN headquarters.
The wife and I took a little drive over Monitor Pass a few days back and I got the itch to head back to fish. Always wanted to fish Wolf Creek, so that’s where I went. On a side note, that last sentence just goes to show the amazing amount of fishing opportunities around here. I digress. It was kind of a last minute decision so I didn’t arrive until about 10:45. I parked at the top of the big meadow and walked downstream for about 20 minutes. Lots of good looking water.
http://flyfishnevada.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/img_2637.jpg
I finally stopped walking and began fishing back upstream. I started with a hopper. September, meadow, duh! But no rises. Then I switched to a nymph rig. Nothing, but 2 minutes later I saw a decent trout rising so I switched to a dry. Nothing. Damn! I switched dry flies, nothing. Then as so often happens, I was about to give up on the dries and a trout took my submerged fly. OK, whatever! It was a nice 12-inch rainbow. Beautiful, feisty and wild. Could hardly snap a picture it wriggled in the net so much. With new found confidence I headed upstream.
http://flyfishnevada.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/img_2639.jpg
http://flyfishnevada.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/img_2642.jpg
Nothing. I found a nice hole just begging to be nymphed, so I switched back to the nymph rig. A few casts later and bang. Not as nice as the first, but a 7-inch brookie. I continued fishing all the good water I found until I was back near the truck. Nothing except one small fish that hit my indicator. Oh well, I didn’t get skunked and I was hungry. I ate lunch and headed towards home. On the way, I stopped by the East Carson along Wolf Creek Road and fished for a little while, but nothing. Nothing, word of the day! All in all a nice little trip and the scenery made it worthwhile even if the fishing wasn’t spectacular.
As usual, more pictures on the blog, including a cool picture of FFN headquarters.