North Fork of the Yuba River

Ok, I couldn't resist and ended up getting skunked one more time. I ended up going to the North Fork of the Yuba River. I have always done good on this river. Before I made my decision to go there, I was on the road playing Rock, Paper, Scissors with myself. I couldn't choose between the Rubicon, the North Fork of the Middle Fork of the American River, or the Truckee River. Thanks to a lil' intervention from my better half (My Wife) and the dreams of hooking into a Brown Trout, I headed to Grass Valley and Hwy 49, the North Fork River Highway.


When I got there, I thought I made the correct choice. On my third cast, I hooked into a big, strong fish. I thought I had it this one one my 4 weight and tried not to pull too hard on my line. I believe I lost my fish do this this train of thought, cause that fish hopped out of the water one time and dove into a rapid. Then the fish manage to shake the hook off. I was thinking, ok excellent start. There should be some more where that came from. The sun was shining and I saw some bugs flying. I believed they were stone flies. However, that was my only moment of glory. There was a lot of rock hopping and a bit of rock climbing. Lucky for me, I didn't loose any equipment and only a little bit of sweat. (Ok, a lot of sweat cause it wasn't a lil' hump) This trip made me relish another trip and to somehow break off this current slump of fishing that I am now experiencing. This slump is starting to grow. I first started the slump in September and now I fear I will end 2008 without netting a fish. I guess I need a slump buster. The Lake Camanche Trout pond comes to mind. I will have to weigh out my decision on this. Don't worry, I will post something on this matter in the future.

End of a season

I know I have been slacking my blog, but I have been doing some fishing. Of course most times I do get skunked. So I will reflect on some of the best times that I have experienced this current season.


Best Experience – Rucker Lake

Man, in two hours I managed to grab like 20 fish. Most Small Mouth Bass, but I did grab some Blue Gills. There is a debate about this, cause some people refer to these critters as Green Sunfish. Hey, they have a Blue Gill, so I will call them a Blue Gill.




Most Fun – Excursion to Carson Pass

I had two young cousins from Deutschland come to visit me for a month. I showed them how to cast a fly and believe it or not one of them caught a trout on the East Fork of the Carson River. I discovered my best fishing partners, my dogs Pepe & Zhita. Pepe does try to catch the fish that I hook on. This is not too good, cause I am a catch & release guy. I have to work with about that one.





Biggest fish hooked on a fly – Red Lake

Even though I didn’t pull it in, I did see the monster Brookie. It jumped off my hook right before I had a chance to net it. Then I had another monster splash water on me. I really need to get back up there again.