Gooday Mates

December 23rd, 2009
 Traveling to New Zealand for the first time was a literal and figurative “trip.”  Nearly 18 hours on 4 airplanes, across the equator and International Date Line, brought me to the southern tip of the country’s South Island (and about as far away from home as I think I could get!), where I was very pleased to hook up with a 6 pound brown trout within 3 hours of touching down.  And then it got better!!  With only a week in the country, fishing efforts were concentrated to a small region that, rumor had it, might hold some grotesquely obese browns, due to a dramatic increase in the local mouse population.  The mice were there, and the browns were obese!  Here’s some eye candy…..                                

 

 

 

                                       
 
 
   
     
   

Why you should never teach your wife to fly fish.

December 1st, 2009
Why you should never teach your wife to fly fish.

Why you should never teach your wife to fly fish.

Actually, my wife and I do enjoy going out and throwing a line together.  On Sunday night we decided to wade out on an obscure riffle in the Bend Area just for kicks.  The fishing was outrageous!

My wife hooked ten respectable rainbows in just over an hour.  She managed to land half of them and I suspect there may have been a steelhead on the list of escapees.  One really took some line off of her reel before it came unglued.

We have been fishing a thingamabobbber indicator with a rubber legs and dropping an egg pattern.  Ninety percent of the fish are grabbing the rubber legs right now, but I always like to have that color to get a trout’s attention.  Even when the salmon are digging in this area a large number of takes will be on the rubber legs.

Anyway, Melina managed to do something I have never seen before.  She broke off a fish and I spent a few minutes putting her rig back together.  Within fifteen minutes she was calling me back over to look at a fish she had on the line in the water next to her.  Would you believe she re-caught the fish she broke off?  Apparently it was foul-hooked on a fin when it broke her leader.  I untangled the fish that was hooked fore and aft and released it, happily putting two recovered flies back in my creel!  Must have been one hungry fish!

We fished until we just could not see our indicators any longer.  It was a very good evening of fly fishing, but I was badly out-fished.  I landed just 3.

The lower sac is red-hot right now.  Steelhead are here and growing in numbers.  Most drift boaters are reporting lots of rainbows and at least a few steelhead.  The flows are low in the Lower Sac and it really is time to go.