Made the inagural trip out to Pyramid today and brought the chair and the float tube. Left the chair in the truck after I saw 4 guys in the water all the way to Warrior point. I have never given the float tube much of a chance out there. Partly because I haven't had much success, and partly because I usually like to fish when the weather sucks. I had a bast today out there kicking up and down the west side. I got into a serious pod of summit strain today for about three hours, nothing with any size but it was nice to feel the line get tight.
Well the good news is fall is here, the bad news is that the poor river has about as much water as the Little Truckee during reg flows. Needless to say the fishing was very good today. Some cool weather, rain, and some clouds turned the bite on. I picked up an eleven foot 4wt. a while ago and broke it in today, it sure is a lot of rod but the fish put the bend to it nice.
I've only lived in Nevada since 2000 and I know the river has been worse but its pretty low right now. Here's a pic from today, usually there's only a few rocks showing in this spot.
Made it out to Pyramid today and about 4 days ago. Both days produced fish with today being the better of the two with 10 fish or so. The fish are in on shore and so are the fisherman, I stopped by the nets today and dudes were fishing about 10 feet apart. I didn't hook any big fish the last two trips out but I still had a blast. The wife's scheduled to pop any day this month so my fishing trips out to Pyramid are going to be on hiatus here pretty soon. A nice fighting buck from today.....
Had a chance to get out and fish today and had a blast. I was planning on going out to Pyramid today but I haven't had much luck the last few trips out. I hit the river today and found some very large trout. I started out nymphing and after passing 6 different flies past one fish I switched over to the steamer. I finally was able to put the "provo hooker" to good use and rip some lips.
I finally made my first trip out to Pyramid for the 2013 season after hearing stories of large numbers of 16-20 pound cutthroat trout being caught from shore. Since October 1st I have been working out of town 4 days a week, replaced a leaking water main, thrown a raging haloween party, and taken care of a sick pregnant wife.Normally I would have about 5 trips to the lake under my belt but I just haven't found time to get out. So, you can imagine I was giddy like a school girl this morning when I dropped my chair in the water and heaved out some big nasty flies. It was about 28 degrees with a little bit of chop and some thick cloud cover so I knew it had the potential to be productive. I started out in my go-to spot I default to when I haven't been out in a while only to find that after 2 hours the fish weren't there. I bumped into the old timer that made my chair and he said he hadn't seen a fish all day and that he thought that the fish might be in deeper water looking for the thermocline. So, I headed south to try some of the beaches with big drop offs and deep water. After resetting at an undisclosed beach I cast the sink tip out and let it sink until the line was submerged up to the rod tip. I picked up the rod, stripped it twice, and that unmistakable line stop instantly forced me to set the hook like Bill Dance. You know, the one where you set the hook so hard you almost fall of your ladder. I knew in an instant it was a large animal by the head shake. Out at Pyramid a when a smaller fish is on, the head shakes are rapid and managable, if it's a big fish the head shakes are slow and almost uncontrolable. The head shake on today's first fish was the latter. He fought for about 5 minutes and found his way into the net. If you have seen my Pyramid posts in the past, you might notice that my pictures are self shots taken by a camera mounted on my chair. There is a timer on my camera that forces me, and the fish, to stand still for 10 seconds while the picture to snaps. After weighing the fish and setting the timer on my camera I attempted to hoist the fish up out of the water and assume the position. The fish had other ideas and presumed to death roll until he was back in the lake and off into the abyss. I know not getting a picture of a fish shouldn't take away from the experience of catching it but this one stung a bit. The first fish of the season was a 12 pound Pilot Peak male that wont be seen on this blog. But then again, with all of the 18-20 pounders landed out there already, maybe I'll get a shot at his bigger brother.
Had a chance to get out a fish a while today. The flows are way down, pretty close to winter flows in town here. Today might have been one of the last days on the river this year for me, unless I get out and drift. Its time to dust off the Pyramid gear and chase down a toad.
Working out of town has seriously cut into my fishing. I used to be able to sneak off after work or sneak out before. I did get out for a bit today and had a great time. I wasn't expecting too much because the water temps are down and the local reports are slow. I didn't see a lot of brown activity like there has been in the past months but the bo's have quite the voracious appetite right now.
It was 30 degrees when I rolled out of bed this morning before the sun came up. I fished the last 2 nights in a row and the water temps have dropped quite a bit. The fish aren't in the same places they have been for the last 2 months but when you hook one there's a good chance it might show you your backing. One from last night.
Had a little to much to drink last night and almost didn't fish today. It was cloudy, cold, and raining all day which is a big change from how things have been. The cold weather got the fish moving and they are definitely bulking up for winter. I was finally able to get this brown in the net after snapping off and pulling the hook out of three others that were all bigger than this one.
Snuck out this morning before the sun came up and stuck some nice fish. I hooked the fish below and had to go in after him because he ran down stream and slipped under a cut bank. I filled up the waders twice and busted my lip on the net, now I know how a fish feels.
In the age of digital pictures it is easy to forget about where you came from. So, after an hour or so of looking through my old timey polaroids and a couple IPA's, I picked out some of my favorites. Enjoy...
My gramps killin' it at Pishkin Res in Montana
I was out before it even got light out this morning and saw some huge fish. I crossed the river in the dark and started to head up stream when about 10 feet in front of me the water exploded. My first thought was that I spooked a beaver, but then I saw the shadow and the wake of a brown trout that possibly eats beavers. It was one of those fish you hear about but never see, most likely in the 10-12 pound range. Never the less I scared the crap out of him but it was pretty cool to see. The first hour of the day I had lots of interest in the streamer but only managed to land 1 rainbow. The indicator was kind to me today, but no browns.
I spent the last 7 days down in San Diego and had a chance to do a little surf fishing. It took a couple of days to get the technique figured out, and after visiting the local tackle shop, I finally found the fish. The locals down there like to use sand crabs that you can dig up right on the beach. After 3 days of throwing out sand crabs we only managed to catch surf perch. If and when I dunk bait I like to use the stuff that stinks to call the fish in. We picked up some frozen squid and some crazy lug worm creatures that smelled like bigfoot's nuts. The technique was to have a size 3 pyramid weight down at the bottom with two hooks above that all tied to a swivel. I liked to run the lug worm on top and the squid on the bottom. On the 4th day the conditions were perfect and we managed to find a little ocean sea life diversity. Two times that day I had double hook ups. The first was a yellow fin corbina and a surf perch and the second was two sting rays. The two sting rays were different species and I didn't see the stinger on the big one so I wasn't careful with the smaller and he stabbed me in the hand.
This is what some other fisherman was calling a guitar fish, it looked like a cross between a shark and a ray.
This was the fish that the guys from shore were after, it's the yellow fin corbina.
These were the cool leopard sharks that I was after, they were all about this size like they had just hatched not long ago. I saw a guy land one of these 8 years back that was almost 6 feet long.
These are the little surf perch we caught by the dozens.
Here's my wife with a nice little shark.