13 July 2008

I did it!

So, on the third try of fishing for more than 10 minutes, I finally broke 49. Saturday Clark and I went up to Uinta Canyon and fished the river. Clark wasn't so sure we'd catch that many fish because it's a harder river to fish at times.

We parked at the trail head parking lot and headed west. There was a small beaver pond that Clark caught a couple dinky ugly planted rainbows in. After a short hike through the trees we made it to the river. Clark did his usual "I'll take the other side" and I'll take this side thing. So while he went down stream I worked at fishing what few holes I could without getting things caught in the trees. It was a chilly 50 when we parked the truck and the water was still runoff cold. I wasn't trying hard to get wet like Clark. I'm a wuss at times.

After working at the river for a while, and fishing all the little side streams that the river makes, I finally caught more than 49 fish. I got a whopping 58. I kept three.

Clark on the other hand, caught a measly 112. He kept only 8 (that's the limit). I only caught brook and brown trout this time, he caught brook, brown, cutthroat, and rainbow. 4 species in one day is pretty good. Maybe next time I'll catch more than him. I probably would have done better had I wanted to get more wet. That and changing to a new fly when the one I had on was so worn out. I used the worn out one from last week for a while, then put a fresh one on and should have changed it around fishy number 30 or so. Clark went through 3 flies. He just needs to tie more so I have more to lose in the trees.

6 comments:

Amy said...

Congrats! Maybe one day I'll actually see these alleged "fish".

Aunt Me said...

Oh, I see....So it's one of those fish stories.

Jeremy said...

I once caught a fish...THIS BIG!

Steve said...

Come fishing with me and you'll see all the fish you want to see. You just have to be willing to hike and get wet.

Jeremy said...

I look forward to it!

Aunt Me said...

I notice there isn't any pictures of these fish with these "fish stories". Grandpa used to have these kinds of stories all of the time. Lets see some proof in the pudding.