Right out my backdoor

Well I had the evening to fish today and planned on hitting the Henrys fork for the evening hatches with the hopes of hooking up with some big rainbows. Around 2 oclock, I couldnt wait any longer so I decided to swing by a local river and take a couple of casts till it was time to head to Henrys. Upon arrival I saw my good friend Will fishing and we decided to head down river a piece and do some streamer fishing. After the first hour, Will left I was joined by Chris and we started smashing fish. The cutts attacked with a ferocity I havent experienced before. They were crushing the streamers on a fast strip. Before today my personal best cutt was 22 inches. The first fish of the day for me happened to be a solid 24 inch Cutt. After that first fish I lost all interest in Henrys fork and decided to stay and fish this river till dark.

 This Big boy is currently my largest cutty to date. I hope to add a few inches still this year if I am lucky.

 Will got this monster. I am pretty sure its a cutbow but its honestly so hard to tell. Either way its a beast. Its also Wills largest Idaho trout so far.

 This was one of the smaller fish for the day but it made the memory book for the fact that it took chris' lead streamer and also took the bugger that he was trailing.

This was the average sized fish for the day.

Today was just one of those days where the stars aligned and we were able to consistantly larger than average fish. I have to give a shout out to my good friend chris, he is responsible for my addiction to streamers. Last fall we had a blast catching tons of solid trout on streamers and I haven't stopped fishing them since. The rewards speak for themselves.

The next time we fish this stretch we decided to fish strictly mouse patterns and try to get some of these beasts to take one. Hopefully there will be a report to follow here in the near future.

A little Thank You to my best friend

With today being fathers day I felt that I should write up a quick post expressing my gratitude to my father. Today was full of memories of our countless trips to the Mountains around our home in search of trout. It was my father that taught me alot of my fishing skills. To this day I dont think I could out fish him if he had his darn threaded minnow rig again my flies. I Love you dad and your the greatest friend a son could ever have. Happy fathers Day.

A picture from my favorite memory. This was my first buck taken with a bow. My father and I scouted alot prior to the season and this is the buck I wanted. I took it on the last week of the 1st bow season. It was the last day I was able to hunt before I left for Arizona for the next two years and I hadnt seen him all month. That morning Dad left for work and I left for my stand. He later told me that he prayed I would get the buck and lucky for me it all worked out.

A little Dry carpin

Well my good friend Shane and I had the urge to get out and do some carping. We decided to head to the old standby area to fish. After the 1.5 hour drive we parked the truck and started searching for carp. Sadly we couldnt find one single carp in the entire bay. Frustrated at this spot being dead for the second time in a row, we climbed back into the truck and decided to head about 75 miles the opposite way to fish a river that holds alot of carp. Upon arrival at the river, we noticed that it was slightly cloudier than normal, but still found a few tailing carp. Sadly they werent even the least bit interested in taking what we were throwing. I did manage to bring to hand a 22+ inch brown on one of my carp bugs. Sorry guys, no pics of it.

Well plan B was a bust also, so we dicided to try plan C. We got back in the truck and took off towards a reservior that was producing earlier in the week for Shane. As we were passing a small res on the way, we saw thousands of carp that appeared to be tailing.Shane jammed on the brakes, pulled off to the side of the highway, and with 5 min we were geared up and running down the bank headed toward the carp. When we got into position, we realized the carp werent tailing, they were taking midges on the surface. There were multiple hundreds of cruising schools of 20 or so carp just swiiming on the surface with their mouths open taking in midges. Well for the next 2 hours, I hooked into just under a dozen carp on dries. WHAT A RUSH!!!! The takes were EPIC. If you haven't ever experienced this words could never do the experience justice. There is a good possibility that I might never stumble onto an evening like this the rest of my life, (I hope that isnt true) but I am glad that I was able to experience it.

Now for the Eye candy :)

 Sadly Shane was only able to hook up with this lone carp. He had alot of take on the dry but just couldnt get the stars to align. I am super appreciative for all the knowldege I have gained about carping from this guy. He has showed me alot of awesome techniques.

 About the run of the mill size for the day. Somewher in the 7-10lb range

 A face only a mother could love.

 Royal Humpy caught most of my fish today.

 For my eastern friends and followers (maybe some westerners also) you should recognize this fly. Anyone that knows me knows that this fly is and always will be my go to fly. It was just icing on the cake to take yet another species on it. I might have to start a patriot grand slam or something.

In summary, this was probably one mf my most memorable trips that I have ever been on. I feel so blessed to be able to make so many fishing trips and to fish so many areas of the country. We put over 400 miles on the odometer, while ivestigating 3 bodies of water. Thanks Shane, Your the man!

Also check out Shanes Blog..... www.thefishhunterchronicles.wordpress.com.