It seems over the last few years when we’ve had some warmer weather (30’s) in January or February we’ve had pretty good streamer fishing. We speculate it’s either a lack of food after salmon eggs have dispersed or because the water temps are so cold fish don’t want to move much for a meal. If that’s the case it makes sense, one big meal. Either way we’re fine with it.
We did a short float this day. We moved a handful and a decent one made it to the net.
This was my first outing of the new year for 2015. January mean COLD. Cold means no one on the river. We waited for things to warm a bit to just below freezing. We knew we’d be fighting ice in the guides all day and we were right. I don’t mind the ice if it means not seeing a soul around. The light pressure would prove to be beneficial as we found a few fish willing to participate. What a great way to start the year.
For the last 5 or 6 years on New Years Eve day we have a group of guys that get together to fish. It started with 2, then 3, then 4 and so on. We attempt to try something different each year also. We’ve streamer fished, nymphed, even fished a ditch one year. Some years it’s 60 degrees, some years it’s rainy and others bone chilling cold. The last few years we’ve had to adjust the date due to extremely cold temps on 12-31-XX. This year was no different. With the temps hovering around a cool -10 for a week or 2 surrounding NYE we decided to do a tying event. Pizza, beer, dogs and tying…not a bad way to spend a freezing day.
I love this time of year for steelhead fishing. It’s cold, snow on the ground, holidays are just around the corner and no one is on the the river. We took our time getting there to let things warm up as much as they could. We knew we wouldn’t have any competition. As expected we pulled into the lot aorund noon there wasn’t a car in site. We walked to a slow moving piece of river that’s perfect for winter steelhead. It didn’t disappoint.
Headed north to a small creek for steelhead this weekend with a good group of guys. We spent 2 days eating good food, drinking good bourbon, smoking good cigars and getting our asses kicked. Was well worth it.
Not a lot needs to be said about fishing alone. It takes you back to why you started in the first place; solitude, the sound of moving water, silence.
It seems like every picture you take in the middle of the night when mousing or hex fishing looks as if you’ve just seen a ghost, an alien or are possessed. It’s mostly because you can’t see a thing and aren’t quite sure when a picture is going to be taken. You don’t see many during the daylight hours…until now. It was a nice trout, not a giant or beast. Nice color, the eat was pretty nice also. Not sure why Midnight Trout Face appeared midday but it did.
We streamer fished a local river this day. We moved a few around but this is the only one that fully committed…and Bob showed his MTF sun up.