THIS Entry deserves a little musical accompaniment. Jeff Hearn mightn’t have said exactly that the rain was gone, but that was his intent. I think he was keen to fish.
ANOTHER 2 days on the shad bite and despite the cold weather (19F start Monday) we had a hoot. Fitz and Jim from Tx were another pair of old college buds in my boat second week in a row. They were part of a big group of college friends who fish together and who south out my mate Jimmy Traylor to put together 5 boats.
Fishing was a little slower than it had been on higher flows but Fitz caught this nice brown to lead the big fish pool on Day 1. If my arms had been 2″ longer we might have found Jim’s brown was even bigger, It looked 20-21″ as it rolled off the hook and swam home.
Day 2 Fitz swapped seats with Dave and did Dave have a hot hand. 4 fish on the first drift was the start and he kept whacking fish all day. Several 17″ and 18″ rainbows and smaller browns. Jim then pulled a ghetto-blaster and ipod and we had tunes. Jimmy Buffet, Willie and Toby Keith, U2, James Taylor. Not part of my normal guiding regime but it was a lot of fun. Funnily enough the fish size went up as. Thanks to Jimmy for inviting me along and to Jim, Fitz and Dave _ guys a great time. In Jim’s honor you get the music
Jim wasn’t missing out either with a nice brown of his own around 17″ followed up on Tuesday with a great 18 1/2″ brown. Jim was also absolutely buried by an unseen monster brown (by behaviour and attitude) underneath an infamous deadfall in the middle of the river. That was a fish we wanted bad.
The boys also banged a bunch of pig rainbows over the two days. Some of these fish were just round, bellies distended, stuffed full of shad. Dick, a dry fly addict like myself, actually caught a couple on top, big solid takes. But basically we were fishing deep, under Thingamabobbers. Jig patterns, John Barr’s Meat Whistle, and Zonkers did the trick.
Yesterday was a different story as we started at the Dam but were blown off the water by a massive shad kill. At first the fish were on the bite, and we were looking for even better fish. But the sheer volume of shad left our flies unmolested by the trout. We could have run downstream early in the “hatch” to stay ahead of the shad “plague”. But we were banking on a reduction in flow and shad like had been the pattern on the previous days. So we pulled out and trailered down stream.
This was where Dick’s hot hand paid off, finishing with 5 browns for the afternoon, the best that 23″ beast which had everyone fooled as a log. This fish was so strong and so tough it was incredible. It literally would not come off the bottom.
Some truly great memories and great company guys. Come back again.
I spent the past 2 days on the White River, and contrary to reports, the fishing was a lot of fun. It was certainly a lot better than I was expecting too, what with the low DO levels and high water temps. Perhaps it was the cool change, perhaps karma, all that really matters is you are having fun. (more…)
Little break from guiding what with the Conclave, orders in the shop to do and finally a weekend with the family. I’ve been on the water the past two Monday’s tossing streamers with friends. Its a fun way to fish and there is nothing like watching fish come an monster that fly. (more…)
I don’t know how many times in the first couple of hours Mary K uttered the word’s “i can’t catch these fish”. Well usually people don’t smile that wide when proving themselves wrong. (more…)
Well we have had a week of low water now courtesy of Gustav’s downpour and its been serious fun. Sorry to say we can’t predict how much long its going to continue but if you can take a personal day, a sickie however you can hit it tomorrow. (more…)
Marty wins the 2008 smart decision away to take a personal day and head to the White just in time for low water and sensational fishing. (more…)
Received this batch of great photos from Elizabeth Rodgers from a morning trip onto the White earlier this summer. Elizabeth and her sister Emily joined me for a taste of high water fly fishing. Emily had caught her first fish the day before with Marc Poulos on Norfork. (more…)
Clinton and Curtis drove up from Tx for their annual father son fly fishing trip together and their first time to the White. The had fished the San Juan, and several rivers out West over the years but high water fishing was something a little new.
Gday, I’m Steve Dally and welcome to my personal blog for my fly fishing guide service on the White River, and Norfork Tailwater.
As you can see SplashesWithFishes is still under construction, I’m pulling together content to try and knock this into shape and give you a reason to come back. You might also be interested in my first WordPress Blog, the Mountain River Journal, which has become one of the WordPress’ Top 50 fastest growing English language blogs.
So what can you expect. First and foremost, honest and regular fishing reports from the White River, Norfork Tailwater, plus Ozark waters we fish on, and from other places too. We are building our pages on what our rivers are like to fish and the general techniques. We are planning articles on tips and tricks, some rod and reel stuff as you would expect from a gear head, plus a fair dose of humor.
We will also be drawning in archived articles from my various other writing outlets, Flylife Magazine, the Mountain River Journal Blog and some older writings from my travels across the US. Other than that we fully expect like the Journal and the Dam Store Report this corner of the fly fishing world to evolve and take on a life of its own.
We hope firstly you are informed, second that you are entertained, and thirdly hope it piques your interest to take book a trip on the White or Norfork River.
Welcome to the journey.