Friday, June 27, 2014

Fishing Report June 27.2014



Lost River Outfitters Fishing Report 6/27/2014







So many places, so little time.  Since our spring steelhead season finished on the Salmon at the end of April we have visited many of our old fishing haunts and some new ones.  There is always a piece of water that seems to need our attention.  My son Blake and his wife Kelly spent a weekend with us on Anderson Reservoir catching some nice smallmouth, then on to Magic where we had an epic day casting streamers from the bank for 2-4 lb. triploids.  In mid-May I participated in the Idaho 2-Fly which was held at Ron Sali’s 97 acre pond/lake at his fabulous estate in Eagle.  It was a fund raiser for men with cancer in Idaho.  It was an extremely inspirational event and raised some needed monies for two retreats Dick Wilson puts together every year in Copper Basin at Wildhorse Ranch and in Eastern Idaho at Three Rivers Ranch.  If anyone has any inclination to participate in one of Dick’s events let me know and I will put you in touch.  Catching five plus pound largemouth in Ron’s lake was just the icing on the cake at the Idaho 2-Fly event.  A few trips to the lakes in the Sawtooths kept the cobwebs from forming on the six weights for some nice bull trout and a perfected the double haul with full sink lines.  We have been busy.
The season opener found us on Silver Creek guiding sporadic baetis and PMD hatches on the Conservancy waters with some good success.  Sometimes a tiny nymph dropped under a size 16 snowshoe emerger made the day on guided trips. Brown drakes emerged earlier than expected, but the hatches were consistent and heavy.  Our beginner trips to the Willow waters even had good success.  One spinner fall lasted over four hours. 
I had a week guiding in Yellowstone again June 12-19.  The first day salmon flies showed on the Madison in the Park.  It looked like an epic dry fly week and then came the snows.  In spite of some inclement weather all parties experienced some dry fly fishing on the Firehole and the Madison.  Duck Creek was very good.  Many, many big rainbows, three browns, and three brookies over 15 inches made that creek memorable for everyone.  Buffalo calves were in abundance and a lone white wolf was sighted on the Firehole.   The rain and snow showers were not enough to put the rivers out, but did bring up some morels coming and going along the Henry’s Fork.   The Madison gave us some very nice browns and big rainbows fishing a large dry stonefly with a girdle bug dropper.  They ate both.  I hated to leave to return to the high cold waters of the Wood River Valley.
But….on return the Wood was fishable and clear.  The upper Lost and Copper Basin waters receding and we are preparing for a busy summer.
Here are a few tips on our local waters.
Big Wood Drainage
The Big Wood is flowing at 572 today, a bit higher after a nice rain two days ago.  Although the Big Wood did not experience extremely high run off, it flowed long enough and high enough to wash much of the mud and silt from the floods on the burnt ground of last September.  The gravels are much cleaner and the river clear.  If you want to dry fly use a large royal stimulator to raise fish.  You might want to drop a green drake nymph under your dry if you want to catch more fish.  Be prepared for a green drake hatch size 10 in the afternoons.  Green drakes are hatching far up river as Deer Creek and they move their way up river so be on the lookout.  They do like warm muggy overcast days.     
The Lower Big Wood in the Canyon waters is flowing at 911 cfs.  I don’t know how it makes it, but the fish have survived another difficult year of nearly no water.  There have been PMD hatches and if you don’t have surface action a double nymph rig with your favorite small nymphs will work.  Copper johns in brass, red, our favorite little nymph we refer to as blackie and zebra midges are all good choices.
Big Lost Drainage
The Big Lost is lacking snowpack this year.  The upper is flowing at 473 cfs today. The East Fork in Copper Basin is clear and fishable.  The upper Lost is still quite large and pushy.  For dry flies you want to have stimulators in size 8-14, green drakes size 10, and caddis size 14-16.  Green drake nymphs size 10 and stonefly nymphs size 8-10 for those who like to go dark should cover most bases.  Cold water temperatures in this drainage can be a limiting factor, so afternoons  fish  better than mornings.  Please to release your catch and handle with care.  This wonderful resource has no restrictions on trout, just the protected unique whitefish.
The Lower Big Lost is flowing at 375 cfs today, in an attempt to make the water in Mackay Reservoir last through the irrigation season.  That is down from nearly 700 cfs when the dam gate opened.  The Lower Lost is hatching yellow sallies size 14, and pale morning duns size 16 so there is some dry fly fishing.  There are also some olive caddis in size 16.  At these levels you will find soft water to raise some fish.  A few craneflies are also showing for those who like to skate the big fish out of the riffle waters.  Double weighted  nymph rigs size 16-20 will catch fish if there is no rising.  Look for some salmon flies to show.  That hatch on the lower is always a surprise but will bring large trout to the surface with aggression.
Silver Creek
Flows on Silver Creek are at 73 cfs today.  It is very low due to irrigation and a low water year.  Flows  were over 100 cfs just last week then back down again this week.  The new project looks great and will hopefully lower water temperatures on downstream reaches of Silver Creek.  Lost River was able to present the Nature Conservancy ‘s Preserve with a check for $2,400 to help with their portion of the project .  Thank you for your support of our fund raising film event in January.  Expect to see hatches of pale morning duns, baetis, and callibaetis nearly every day.  The baetis are tiny size 22-24.  Callibaetis and PMD’s average size 16, although the early season bug is a bit larger.  A pmd split thorax or callibaetis nymph under your dry works wonders if you are looking for more hookups. Super fly fished down and across is also a good choice on the creek if you are trying to catch a fish for your beginner friend.  Fish have begun to spread out and should continue to do so as the mosses grow and more cover evolves this coming month. Look to blue damsels, hoppers, beetles and ants to raise fish this coming month when mayfly hatches are sparse.  Trico season is just around the corner.
South Fork of the Boise
Flowing at 1810 cfs today, those flows will begin to move some of the silt and sand down river.  Unless you want to just fish the road side from the bank you will need a boat.  I have not seen the rapid below the dam since the flows have increased.  It would be a good idea to scout before launch.  Salmon flies were hatching before the flows went up.  Caddis were also hatching.  Expect pink alberts to begin showing as well.  There is no overnight camping in the canyon this year due to the danger of slides, so day trips only.
Magic
Our last trip to Magic produced a few rainbows.  It looks like they sounded with the surface of the lake warming.   Look for smallmouth to begin showing with the warmer waters along the rocky cliff areas.  Streamer fishing from the bank or a float tube can be very productive for the Magic smallmouth.
Yellowstone Park
If you can make it to the Park before the summer heat begins next week it should be very good.  PMD’s, yellow sallies, caddis, and baetis on the Firehole will be hatching and egg laying.  There should still be some egg laying salmon flies on the Madison and hatches of pale morning duns.  It was very good angling  a week ago.  Fishing the park can be as good as it gets and it is so beautiful.  Forget about the Lamar Valley for a while.  Water in that corner is still massive.  Slough Creek was out of its banks.
Salmon River
Water flow below Yankee Fork is 2,230 today.  That is not much bigger than we have on good water years in April for steelhead.  Two Jack Chinook showed up in the hatchery when they opened the weir.  It is time to add one more trip to the calendar.  There is a salmon season on the upper river this year.
The shop is stocked with new fly tying materials, the new Winston BIIILS Boron rods, and new shipments of bugs are arriving almost daily.  Get your kids or grandkids signed up for our kid’s fishing camp.  We are filling up.  We would just enjoy swapping some fish tales with you if you just want stop in for a quick hello. 
Fish far and fine,
Scott Schnebly

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Good Old Boys & New Tricks





It’s time to start knocking things off the “to do” lists and getting ready for summer. Spring is around the corner and the sun seems to be announcing its arrival a bit more each day. So this week I decided to get a few things done I had been meaning to for a long time.


TO DO: Doctor


Monday: I went to the dermatologist which I had been meaning to do for the last few months.

I came home and realized that Rala, my female golden retriever had NEVER been fly-fishing and was already a year and a half old!


With Tonks, my previous golden, I trained her using all the commands from the books, she could do directional hand signals, long distance retrieves and a bunch of other things that are really only useful for a duck hunting dog, and not something I really needed as I have been duck hunting 5 times total in my life and Tonks was gun-shy to boot.


So with Rala, we (my wife and I) chose to teach her commands and skills that we used every day first. She was running alongside a skateboard at 4 months, she learned high five to untangle from her leash, she plays with toys and entertains HERSELF for hours at a time. But she still had never been fishing. Well, time to check another thing off the “to do” list.


TO DO: Introduce Dog to Fishing


Tuesday: Rala and I head to the Boise River together. She finally gets to see what those funny wet clothes (waders) that smell like fish are for that she is so curious about each time we come home from a trip. AND SHE LOVES IT!


She gets to go swimming, plus she gets to be next to a human in the water! Happy dog! So after a few battles leaving her tied up and teaching her to be OK with being left behind, I let her heel while I have the leash attached to my belt. She is a smart dog and watched what I was doing intently but didn’t seem to care as nothing ever happened. Then, the indicator sank! I struck and there wiggling back towards me- flowing with the current- as I frantically strip in line, is a STICK!!! (As an aside, if you have never been in the woods with a golden retriever before you cannot understand, so let me paint a picture for you: a new mother shows half of the joy when meeting her newborn child that a Golden displays for a good stick in the woods.) Rala was amazed - now our activity included swimming, with a human next to her, and that strange ball of floating yarn can turn into STICKS! That night, I like to think she fell asleep thinking of her day.


However, my “to do” list was far from accomplished. Rala could navigate some parts of a river, and was learning some skills, but she hadn’t even met a fish yet. And furthermore, I needed to accomplish a few things for myself.


I have spent my entire life on fishing adventures across the west and have had a great time with friends, family, and clients. However, I have never fished solo much and I have especially never gone “destination fishing” alone before.


TO DO: Fishing trip.


Wednesday: I drop Kelly, my wife, off at work and come home to finish packing the car, fishing gear, 3 thermoses, 2 rods, and one dog with a new experience on the horizon. We arrive at the Owyhee in Oregon after getting my license and cannot find a single piece of- even poor- water to fish. We finally jump into a meager piece of water for the sake of training and because otherwise we were going to lose our only shot at a stretch of river to a couple of spoon casters. Needless to say it was frustrating, Rala wanted to RUN and SWIM and I could not fathom actually CATCHING anything out of this run regardless of all other factors. So we left and went driving. I decided to go all the way to the dam to look for potential runs and never found a stretch of water that was empty. We turned around hungry, frustrated and discouraged. My only plan was to return to some water Kelly and I had fished the week before and claim it as my own until the fish started rising and then fish it. We got lucky, the spot was free (it was the second to last spot I know about on the drive out)! I parked the car and ate lunch so that we could calm down and to give the river a rest in case the water had already been fished.



Feeling reinvigorated but not optimistic of my chosen spot (bluebird sky and moderate wind is not good for midge activity), we wandered off downstream. I brought Rala’s leash but she was free of it and wandering at her leisure. Halfway on our walk to the nearest other fly fishable water a car pulled up between us and our spot, well that’s not very nice or lucky, I think. But Rala is friendly and curious and ran up to the fishermen, perhaps a father and son team, with glee. I walk up and talk to ‘em. “We was just gonna head straight out from the car and upstream”, the younger one says, as they pull out spin rods. I negotiate with them and we find that our fishable waters have no overlap and we all continue merrily toward our preferred water.


As we approach the run I notice a few dry flies starting to emerge but have yet to pay them any mind. I have a dry and a dropper on, of course, because the Skwalas are supposed to be coming off soon, right? As my two fly patterns continue to fail me and Rala is getting less and less patient- tied to a willow- not being allowed to romp free everywhere I decide I should read the signals of the river and make a fly change. Actually a tippet, fly, tippet, fly change (which is why I was reluctant in the first place since tying four knots whilst telling a puppy to STAY is a challenge).  I finally get all the tab ends clipped off the knots, I look up to see a nice gust of wind blow across the riffle and spray white across the drift. DARN, I was too slow, there isn’t a single fish eating dry flies in sight and it’s an obligate right handed pool- so I have to fish switch. Oh well, I’m out here to fish, so I throw anyway, a #16 parawolf adams with a trailing LRO midge emerger into the feed line- and everything disappears! Perhaps because the rod was in the wrong hand, or perhaps because nothing had happened up to that point in the day, but I had forgotten why we were even at the river by this time and eventually remind my brain that I am fishing, and strike.

And there connected to the end of the line is the most silvery shiny wiggly funny smelling stick anyone has ever pulled out of a river - and Rala meets her first rainbow trout. This is better than a stick! It’s sentient and tries to get away splashing!! Now I have a fishing friend! I let her off the leash and start canvassing the water properly short to longer left to right working from inside to the outside seam. Rala watched the fly every cast for the next three riffles and was rewarded several more times by wiggling fish! 

 We moved up to the spot our car was parked and it was a great decoy, we still had the run to ourselves. We jump in and I start casting to very SPARSE rises in the slow water, however Rala has noticed something else entirely: mayflies, exactly like the pattern I have tied on are beginning to emerge from the water and fly away. Once as I am watching a drift come back towards me I look over and she is rising up from the nose nearly as tall as I am onto her hind legs sniffing an emerging mayfly. Here is where she finally makes a connection and starts “hunting” emergers.  As they break the surface and start to dry their wings, Rala pounces and its “bobbing for mayflies.” Between the naturals and the artificial producing fish, Rala learned that afternoon how to be a fishing dog, who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?

Rala "hunting" emergers (Ctrl+click to follow)

As the day wrapped up I found a few more large browns (which was the point of the trip). Rala’s enthusiasm for each fish was proportional to its size and fight, which made me just as excited as she was. Periodically throughout the afternoon, I would look behind me and she would be swimming out to an object in the middle of the river. From observation, there appear to be two distinct reasons to swim to something in the river. The first is to retrieve it, and the second is to stand on it. The caveat is that all things in the middle of the river must be examined for these two possibilities. Occasionally I would hear water dripping off of her coat and look back to where she would be searching diligently to see if a fish we had released in that spot had returned yet, even lying down a few times to wait for the fish to return while watching my fly from a distance. 


The evening started to approach and we left, earlier than normal but Kelly would be worried as I was out of cell range. As Rala and I left that day I felt a surprising amount of pride in that little dog. A different SPECIES from my own, yet we communicated and learned from each other and in two days learned how to co-exist on flywater together. As I drove, I went over in my head what the next steps toward teaching her to be a fishing dog were: river crossings, log jams, rapids, reading currents and more.

As I fell asleep that night I know that we were both thinking of our day. I was so proud and giddy I think I fell asleep giggling telling Kelly stories from our day.


Rala with her first white fish
TO DO: make a garden and yard.


Tomorrow…

from a previous trip
Owyhee Brown Trout












Yummy!









Watching, always watching


Tight lines!

-Blake Schnebly