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Put Down the Bobber

June 29, 2014 by n.taylor 1 Comment

Waiting for the upper Colorado clarity to improve is a frustrating exercise in futility. Having floated Pumphouse to Rancho twice this week we were ready for something different. While most reports have the clarity at 2 feet, I’d say a foot and a half would be more realistic, and later in the day that might even be a stretch. With hopes of not having to look at a thingamabobber for an entire day we shifted our focus.

We were told we would have success, that recent trips had been very productive. Best of all I was asked to only bring vast quantities of olive and black circus peanuts. It only took 400 yards and we had our first fish, an omen for things to come. The fish wanted nothing but the largest of offerings, and we obliged, happy to move them from the shelter of the banks.

We didn’t have to throw a nymph rod all day, and had we reluctantly done so I’m not sure it would have improved our catch. Given a choice, who wants to look at a thingamabobber all day anyway?

Sex Dungeon

Filed Under: Summer Tagged With: Floating, Jones Ranch, Streamers

Plan Change

February 20, 2013 by n.taylor 5 Comments

Common sense tells me its midge season on the San Juan.

Sex Dungeon Streamer

Sex Dungeon Streamer

Bunny Streamer

Bunny Streamer

I bet I go the whole week without seeing the front of the boat. I guess I’ll be the cleanup crew.

Filed Under: Winter Tagged With: Bunny Leech, San Juan River, Sex Dungeon, Streamers

When All Cylinders Fire

March 27, 2012 by n.taylor 8 Comments

I have this tendency to become so focused on carp fishing that I often laugh at those who pursue trout in their free time. Chasing a simple trout around a river seems so mundane as the carp fisherman is avoiding hypodermic needles along a freeway.

As Greg and I experienced trout nirvana from sunrise to sunset I became a serious trout fisherman all over again. Streamers in the morning, nymph fare in the afternoon, and an outrageous dry fly session during “magic hour” sealed the deal. This weekend it was truly hitting on all cylinders, and I can’t wait to do it again. To all of my carp hardy friends out there I apologize, but a part of my heart is still on the bottom of the river…and not that river that runs through Denver.

Filed Under: Spring Tagged With: Drapeau, On Fire, Spawn, Streamers

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