Thursday, August 7, 2014

It's so frustrating, there are fish everywhere hitting the top of the water and you could say that they are in a feeding frenzy. Yet you cast and cast and they don't take your offering. So you keep changing your fly hoping that your new offering will match the hatch. Finally one takes and then you fight the fish only to have it throw your hook....
George and Val are here visiting, from Colorado, for a week of fishing, (You may remember them from our posts of fishing the Gunnision,). Val also guided us down  the Gunnision on a float trip and we hope to reciprocate their hospitality. Of course the rivers have been clear and perfect for kayaking and of course the monsoon has moved in and lighting and heavy rain has chased us inside every day. Not to mention the Grey River has gone muddy from the heavy rain and possible flash flooding.
So we have been fishing the Salt River and the first day was ok, but frustrating. We have even caught some fish but not many. However on day two George finally figured out the right pattern and I watched as he caught fish after fish. Kindly he handed me a fly and two casts later my strike indicator twitched sideways and I caught a nice cutthroat, ( the fish here are all native and of course we release them).
Soon after lighting flashed and it was time to retreat to the truck. Lighting and eight foot graphite rods just don't match. The storm passed and we decided to head back to the Narrows. There we found two drift boats anchored in one of the best spots.  We watched as they tried but didn't catch and fish before eating lunch and blocking the best spot, (totally clueless).
I have never understood people who have a nice boat and anchor on the heaviest fished stretch of river when they could be fishing virgin water and fish that haven't seen a fly in days. Still George and I managed to catch and release two fish from a spot that most people wouldn't even try, (I had to laugh as George always lets out a whoop of joy and I did notice the drift boat people looking on in envy.
Today we are going to head back up the Grey and maybe it or the Little Grey will be fishable. I am used to days like this but I do so want George and Val to catch some of the bigger Snake River cutties that those rivers hold. If not we will head back to the Salt for day three. Hopefully today the skies will clear and the rivers will stop rising. Clear skies, (I guess I already said that).

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