After hitting the road for another day on the river, I came across a gate still closed for the winter. It was a two mile hike to get to the stream over a mountain pass, which sucked.
Wildlife along the wayCutthroat
When I finally came upon the stream, the snow melt had already turned the river murky for the day. Caught one fish and tried for a while longer, but the fishing had turned off.
The notorious El Jefe livin' the dreamYou get worried landing these bad boys on zebra midgesBig nets put to good useTed took his time on this oneTo the victor go the spoils
After winter blasted one last dump a few weeks ago, I’ve kinda given up on snowboarding for 2012. Better luck next year Old Man Winter. I truly am rooting for you, since I do work in a ski shop and all.
The weather has been a little wild this March though with record high temperatures and winds that make it difficult to toss the fly out there. On one of those windy days, I was feeling like getting out and doing some fishing, but not like driving out to the Provo so I decided to try one of Salt Lake City’s local canyons. I had fished Big Cottonwood last year, but wanted to go somewhere dog friendly to give the girlfriend some rest and relaxation while I was out. Therefore, I decided to check out good old Millcreek Canyon.
A stealth approach is necessary in such a small, shallow streamNot a trophy, but I'll take it after the dogs blew out 90% of the holes
Although I found some success on a size 16 parachute adams and a size 18 zebra midge and it was fun to catch fish close to home the following day I decided to venture out into the wild.
Somewhere near the Provo RiverI thought I might have seen the Angel Nephi in the sky
I’m not used to nymphing such small streams, but after fishing a couple of hours with minimal success using a stimulator with a dropper, I decided to test my luck with some nymphs. The pheasant tail is my go to, so I tied that one on with a zebra midge in tail.
A fine German Brown Trout taken on a pheasant tail
Although the fishing was pretty decent that day, the highlight of this trip was Bandito getting into a scuffle with a river otter. Without going into details, Bandito lost and the otter ran to the river biting my pooch and slapping him with his tail.
Harmless little guy
Round 3
There still is some snow pack out thereFish were stacked in hereTall Boy landing another wild GermanAs the day drew on the snow melting turned the water murky, but the fish were still fooled by larger nymphs and woolly buggers
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