First Day for Trout 2014: Let the Games Begin!

Dawn at the Pass on Good Luck Road 

It snowed 8 inches Monday night and by nightfall, the temperature had fallen to below zero. This winter has now officially lasted forever. On Tuesday, as the temps soared into the 30's, I decided I was going to go fishing on Friday come hell or high water. After loading up my car and strapping my kayak to its roof-rack on Thursday night, I apprehensively read the weather report for Friday… According to the National Weather Service, the winds were expected to blow at approximately 175 mph on Friday March 14, 2014. Maybe I was a bit off on that windspeed, but I wanted to dry fly fish and 20 mph is the same as 175 mph when you want to pitch a dry. In any case, the wind predictions were not good. What the hell, I decided to go anyway.

After this very long and cold winter, I am so very ready for spring and was fully prepared to force the issue. I left home with 24 degrees showing on my dash and when I put in on Montana's Bighorn River at 9:10 AM Friday morning it was 32 degrees. When I stepped out of my rig to arrange my shuttle, a midge-busting, dry fly killing 15-20 mph wind was blowing out of the NW.


As a result of the weather conditions, I sadly saw three fish rise the entire day. The flip side was I saw four other boats all day. Essentially, I had the whole river to myself. With the blustery winds, the dry fly fishing was nonexistent, but the nymphing was off the charts. I seriously could have caught as many fish as I wanted on nymphs.

 



I used a pink sow bug and a zebra midge to stick at least 30 fish over the course of the day. I paddled hard and fished rather nonchalantly instead choosing to explore side channels and sloughs looking for calm spots where big fish might be slurping midges. No Luck!


No matter, it was a good start to the season. Now I have all my gear ready to go and maybe I'll get a chance again next week!

Browns…
and 'bows!