There are times that I like to venture out to new water...ok, most of the time! And I had heard several people talk about a particular river high up in the Uinta mountains of Utah that was pretty awesome. So, I thought that I would journey up to the South Slope and see what it was all about. But, let's back up a bit...shall we? Because this adventure actually started oh, maybe a month or two before, unknown to me. You see, I was fishing one day on my usual "quick fix" for fishing...the Provo River. As I worked upstream, I came across a gal who was looking a little bit
perplexed preoccupied with her fly box. I would occasionally glance over and she was still looking it over. So, I made the quick walk down the bank to where she was. I asked her how she was doing and she said something like, "I have thrown everything in the box and don't know what to try next!" I gave her a couple of suggestions and talked a bit. Yeah, I think that I even brought up this blog. (How does that get into every discussion?) And maybe gave her my real name too... I can't remember. Do I have one??? Lol.
Then, Troutrageous Mike came out to fish and I went along to see what the Tenkara Summit was all about. Well, there was Jeri... I was surprised! She said that she had read about the Summit on my blog in a post (didn't think that she would actually read it)...and signed up. From there, we all went to the clinics and stream presentations (which is a totally another post!) and we talked about fishing later in the day, but I wasn't feeling too well, and went home. But, she emailed me later and we set up this trip to the Uinta's. I did a lot of homework on this one. But, what I thought that was a a 2 1/2 hr one way trip, turned out to be actually a 3 1/2...ugh.
The reason... The Rocky Road.
(And these are the smoother rocks... after I found my teeth on the floormat from the previous stretch!)
But, going 15 mi/hr for
40 errr 30 ...ok, 20 miles with my all-wheel Nissan finally ended. And there was beautiful countryside to be seen!
And the river was spectacular...I guess that you could call it a small freestone river.
Why are there always animals roaming everywhere I fish? Well, as long as it isn't bears...
Jeri and I all geared up...and with bear spray. There were enough posters up to convince me!
I found a nice stretch of water that looked pretty fishy... I told Jeri that this is what we were looking for!
And Jeri caught her first ever Brook Trout! That was fun to watch a somewhat "newbie's" excitement...
And more brookies and cutties to the net...of the smaller variety!
After several taking the nymph dropper, I finally had one take the Royal Wulff...victory!
This nymphing River Damsel is going to get this dry fly presentation down if it takes all summer...
After we caught our load of fishies...we decided to hit one more access point on the way back home.
I don't know how I missed this on the way up (maybe because I was watching for large rocks in front of my tires), but I was stoked to find a dam/spillway section that would bring us some even bigger fish.
RD's "Midweek Tippet"... Always NET your fish and keep in the water while fidgeting with your camera. As I set my feet right under the spillway section, my olive Crystal Dip nymph caught the most beautiful brookie that I have ever caught. (Yes, Jeri is a witness) It was a "first cast" catch too, which is always fun. Bam!!! Kept him under water with one hand and well...by the time I was ready to "click" ...you can guess the end of the story...
So, here is what he looked like...via Mr. Fontinalis Rising.
So, our adventure was near the end... We had caught fish and tangled a few lines. Yeah, that backcast got out of control... I think that was when my arm was tired! Wooosh!
Jeri got to nod her head in
disbelief approval each time I thought of some new "tippet" to help her learning curve... (I honestly think that she is doing quite well without my help!) But, she was a great fishing buddy to have along and we had an awesome time. And we had our lunch and snacks very well coordinated. Pastrami and swiss on sourdough (well, of course), along with grapes, carrots, a couple bags of chips and hummus spicy mexican dip. (Not too bad, actually!)
|A smile like this in the middle of nowhere is what it's all about...|
I have journeyed over many rocks in my adventures. I know that is part of finding new water to cast in...
But, on the next journey out, the only "Rocky Road" that I want to see, is this one! Just sayin'!
RD, your killing me. Those beautiful eastern brook trout. And that Rocky Road, no winch needed there.ReplyDelete
Alan ~ Yes, it seems that they have made it West... I'm lovin' the brookie more and more. The roads...well, we can fix that by getting a truck next year! (If only I had kept my jeep!)ReplyDelete
Good job RD! And you made a new friend. Now you two can trip over each other and back up each others stories. Mmmmm, rocky road.ReplyDelete
Howard ~ Really now...all truth here on the River Damsel blog!!! = ) Hey, I didn't trip once on this adventure...making progress!Delete
Sounds like a great small stream day. That last pic is making me hungry for something I don't need, but really want.ReplyDelete
Marc ~ Yeah, sorry about the dessert. I'm afraid that one of the requirements of having the "perfect" road trip is good eats.Delete
Great post RD! That stretch of water would make anyone drool and then you had to add the snack shot.ReplyDelete
Midgeman ~ Even though it was running a bit low as all streams seem to be this summer, we did find some nice pocket water and a couple stretches of undercut banks. So, we did alright.Delete
Hey Emily. Huge Brookie. One to be proud of. Nice tour.ReplyDelete
Mark ~ Now, we know that FR always finds the big brookies. I would have to honestly say that my brookie was not as fat, but almost as long. Hey, the best part was having him bite at that midge as soon as it went under. Sure surprised me!! Love those spillways...Delete
WOW! I MUST fish there now!ReplyDelete
I'll even drive when I get my new truck!
Brian - Your're on..And it is perfect for tenkara...Delete
I am up for a repeat!Delete
That's pretty cool you get to fish with other bloggers.ReplyDelete
Kevin ~ You know, it is the best part of my fly fishing blog... Actually putting a face with a name. The two years have been a blast. Owl Jones, FlyfishSC, 14 bloggers from CO. at the Rocky Mountain Frenzy that I helped coordinate. Then, of course, I have my buddy, Rebecca...The Outdooress. And recently, I fished with Brian Schiele, Casa De Rhythm and Troutrageous! Very good times... Now, to repeat Co. next spring and add two more that I only met, but still need to fish...The Midgeman and Howard!! Ahhh, I'm a lucky girl to have such wonderful online/offline fly fishing friends.Delete
New friends and new water...not a bad way to spend a day!ReplyDelete
...glad you picked your teeth off the floormat...I'm still looking for mine from a similar road.
Sanders ~ Hey, I hope that we don't have people thinking that we have dentures already! Ha! It was a very good day, all around. Except, I just got my car back out of the shop (unrelated)and the mechanic asked me why such a big dent in my muffler??? = ) Hmmmm...ReplyDelete
Hi, I was looking for a rocky road recipe and found your blog! I don´t suppose you got the recipe...ElisabethReplyDelete