Archive | September, 2015

Indian Summer on Maddon Creek

blog-Sept-23-2015-1-flyfishing-idahoI spent a beautiful day rowing Maddon Creek today with friends Ken Holder and Nati.  Ken built my first website fifteen years ago and maintained it as a favor for ten years.  But Ken has a real job and when my site got larger than he ever imagined a fishing bum could possibly need he called it quits.  Now under the guidance on another friend, Mark Kuhn, I do most of my site myself.

 

blog-Sept-23-2015-2-mountain-whitefishFishing was slow for the second time this year on the Maddon.  We saw fish in the morning but Ken couldn’t connect.  Once the clock struck 11 AM the Trico hatch ended and so did the rising.  Ken landed one nice brookie on a dry dropper rig and I hadn’t caught a whitefish in ages so I plucked one on the nymph.

 

blog-Sept-23-2015-chicago-cubs-winI won’t be fishing for at least ten days due to a minor surgery that’s too much to explain.  Instead I’ll use the next couple weeks to do art, work on my book and of course, watch Cubs baseball!

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Teaching Veterans to Fly Fish 2015

blog-Sept-21-2015-wounded-warriors-flyfishingJust like last Monday I taught war veterans how to fly fish out at Teton Pines.  Today was for the men and they too will be fishing on the Snake River later this week.  It was a spectacular September day without a cloud in the sky.  The veterans are always incredibly enjoyable to be with and although they thank me, it’s just one easy day out of my schedule.  These folks gave so much more and I thank them dearly.

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Kubswin in September!

blog-Sept-18-2015-1-kubswin-lake-idahoSince teaching fly fishing to veterans on Monday the Yellowstone Country has been doused with needed snow and rain.  My lawn is as green as it was in June and the leaves are changing.  When we got to Kubswin Lake today there were tiny remnants of snow on the ground.  Word has it that yesterday there was 4” of the white stuff covering this unique part of the western desert.

 

blog-Sept-18-2015-2-cooper-eckmanI fished with friends Tim Brune and Gary Eckman.  Along with us was surprise guest, Cooper Eckman.  If you’ve followed the blog over the years you’ve watched Cooper grow up fishing in and around Jackson Hole.  Cooper is now a freshman in college in Utah and this weekend is a rare time that he’ll be around for fall fishing up this way.

 

blog-Sept-18-2015-3-fall-brown-trout-fishingWith the Chicago Cubs tearing it up it made perfect sense to me to align a trip to famous Kubswin Lake.  Actually, that’s only part of the reason.  Kubswin Lake has some fine brown trout and brook trout fishing and September is the best time to catch them on their last big feed before they focus on spawning in October.

 

blog-Sept-18-2015-4-cooper-eckman-brook-troutFishing was challenging but we managed a few.  I hit them hard with a Callibaetis nymph and a strange epoxy ant fly I stripped slowly just under the surface.  Young Cooper succeeded landing a brown and the two biggest brook trout of his life (wait till someday when he gets to Labrador!).

 

 

 

 

blog-Sept-18-2015-5-flyfishing-for-carpI am a serious Cubs fan and as crazy as it sounds, I’m hoping to miss some fishing days for October baseball.  We’ll see but the Cubs are hot and I’m listening to almost every game on my XM and watching when televised.  Next on the agenda is teaching veterans to fly fish again on Monday then possibly redemption on the carp on Wednesday.  My carp season can’t end on last Friday’s sucky fishing!

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Honoring Our Veterans with Fly Fishing Lessons

blog-Sept-14-2015-1-honoring-veteransEach year I get to spend a day teaching war veterans how to fly fish out at Teton Pines in Jackson, WY.  The event is organized by Honoring Our Veterans of Jackson Hole and I’ve had the privilege of being a part of it for the last three years.  This year I have the rewarding opportunity to teach two of the events.  Today was a group of all women veterans and next Monday I’ll have the men.

 

The ladies caught on fantastically learning to cast and shoot line in short time.  This is great news because tomorrow they will be going on a guided fishing trip on the Snake River. During the afternoon session we put on some flies and picked up a few fish from the ponds.  Good luck tomorrow ladies!

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Too Nice for Carp

blog-Sept-11-2015-1-flyfishing-for-carpIt wasn’t worth speeding and fishtailing treacherously down the dusty roads of Idaho like it was our first time fly fishing for huge carp.  Today’s Blackfoot Reservoir trip wasn’t only my most humbling carp day ever but also the most strenuous hiking and fishing day of the year.  That’s saying a lot after Tuesday.

 

blog-Sept-11-2015-2-blackfoot-reservoirTim Brune and I read a rare forecast for the remote Blackfoot Reservoir region of hot, sunny and NO WIND.  It turns out the weatherman was dead on.  These conditions are so rare I’ve in fact never seen it on Blackfoot.  The closest ever was when we had a light breeze last September for making the segment in the RA Beattie film, Carpland.

 

blog-Sept-11-2015-3-flyfishing-for-carpOne would suspect superb fly fishing for carp in these conditions because it would be easy to see them tailing and waking.   But the Blackfoot carp were so unfamiliar with the environment they were freaked out and seemed more focused on survival than eating.

 

blog-Sept-11-2015-4-mirror-carp-scaleWe saw a lot of fish but only on two occasions.  We each got numerous casts and refusals.  I had two fish turn and follow my fly.  I was nearly certain one ate some green crab concoction I tied for permit years ago (tells you how desperate I was!) but when I set the hook did nothing more than pluck a huge mirror carp scale.

 

blog-Sept-11-2015-5-cows-and-fishingTough fishing leads to covering more water than normal.  On Blackfoot that means walking long distances over sticky mud, in murky water, over loose rocks and through waist high sagebrush.  Toss in the fact it was 85°s and we were in waders (you don’t wet wade Blackfoot because the mud can be gross), we took a beating.  I even got charged by a mini bull sending me sliding down a rocky embankment!

 

Bottom line, we got skunked today and Tim and I are beat as heck.  But guess what folks, it happens.  Its days like today that remind me I’ll always have more to learn.  It may sound crazy, but I’m very very very glad of that!

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Soaking up the Last of Summer Fishing

September 8-9, 2015

blog-Sept-8-2015-1-camping-in-wyomingThe drastic slam-dunk of fall weather that hit me while up in Montana this past weekend put a fire under me to get out fishing and camping.  The last camping Granny did was with my nieces and her last cast was over a month ago in Labrador.  Monday night as the Cubs slaughtered the Cardinals we stocked the cooler with beer, champagne, juicy steaks and more snacks than you can eat in a week and jammed the camping and fishing stuff in my new 1991 Explorer to get ready for a good time.

 

blog-Sept-8-2015-2-lake-fishingBright and early on Tuesday we headed out.  Although our direction of travel was decided our actual destination was unknown.  While driving I came up with a wild thought about hiking into a small stream that feeds a crystal clear lake in Idaho.  I fished this mountain stream somewhere between ten and twenty years ago and remembered endless numbers of fish and a short flat hike.  We went for it.

 

blog-Sept-8-2015-3-backcountry-fishingI broke my Teva strap 100 yards from the car and figured with the easy hike no big deal and switched to flip flops and trekked like a Himalayan porter.  It turns out my memory isn’t what it used to be.  The hike was long and rugged and took almost two hours to get in.  I’m no Himalayan porter and slipped and slid the entire way in and out.  It’s a wonder I’m not in a cast with a broken ankle.

 

blog-Sept-8-2015-4-flyfishing-idahoThe stream was gorgeous but much smaller than I recalled.  Its character is made up of cascading waterfalls and pools for miles (more awesome terrain for flip flops).  As for fish, well there weren’t nearly as many as I remembered.  We fished hard for two hours and caught only one.  Indeed this is a beautiful little rainbow on a dry but Granny and I have passed the days of four hours of hiking for two hours of fishing and one fish!

 

blog-Sept-8-2015-5-jeff-and-granny-currierAfter limping the last few miles back to the Explorer we bolted to a place we know well.  A place to camp, drink and eat our steaks.  Best of all we were on the river and both able to soak our feet in refreshing cold water.  After another victorious Cubs game listened to around the campfire we crashed and slept in till a whopping 7:30 AM when the warm sun hit the truck.

 

blog-Sept-9-2015-6-flyfishing-IdahoAfter a delicious Granny breakfast on our new camp stove we wadered up and set out fishing.  Last year this place was phenomenal this exact week then two weeks later void of life.  We had no idea what to expect and when Granny fished through the first good pool without raising a fish on the hopper we thought our fishing weekend was going to be a total bust.

 

blog-Sept-9-2015-7-jeff-currier-troutfishingThe late summer day was far too nice to give up easy and I took on the next run.  I fished a Red Winged Chernobyl and twitched over a dimple rise that most anglers would write off as a small trout.  I gave a big mend and jerked the giant ant fly a foot or more and saw the shape make its move.  I hooked up to a more than respectable brown trout.

 

blog-Sept-9-2015-8-flyfishing-texasOften the big browns don’t jump and can fight kind of lazily.  But not this guy.  He leaped several times and got so wild that he ran almost completely up on the far bank.  When his belly dragged he figured it out and sped back to the pool.  Moments later I beached the handsome brownie for a photo.

 

blog-Sept-9-2015-9-flyfishing-for-rainbow-troutOur fishing was nothing like last year at this same time.  We landed one more big brown trout and three rainbows and we fished hard and covered a mile of river.  Nonetheless, we caught them all on big dry flies, something that two weeks from now we probably won’t be able to do because the hoppers will fade away with the morning frosts.  All in all it was a superb weekend with a little bit of everything.

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

Ennis on the Madison River Fly Fishing Festival

September 4-5, 2015

blog-Sep-4-2015-1-flyfishing-the-madison-riverFour months ago I was contacted by the Madison River Foundation about presenting “Four Seasons of the Yellowstone Trout Bum” for ‘Ennis on the Madison’ Fly Fishing Festival held annually in Ennis, Montana.  I’m home for a change with a break between events.  I considered saving the time for fishing but this is a good cause and Scientific Anglers generously sponsored me to speak.  I said yes.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-2-madison-river-foundationThe Madison River Foundation was founded in 2003 and works to preserve, protect and enhance the Madison River ecosystem to benefit its wildlife and the people who enjoy it.  This year’s Festival took place Friday and Saturday and had numerous presentations from well-known anglers including Bruce Richards, Mike Lawson, Bob Jacklin, Kelly Galloup and Dave Whitlock to name a few.  There were also casting contests and fly tying demos all while reps and fly fishing manufacturers displayed their new products for 2016.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-3-bruce-richards-flycastingI didn’t speak till Saturday at 4.  I could have stayed home till mid Saturday afternoon but instead made my way to Ennis early Friday morning with a stop at Quake Lake to fish with friend and fly casting legend Bruce Richards.  Bruce is one of the world’s leading authorities on fly casting and headed-up fly line design and development for Scientific Anglers for many years.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-4-quake-lake-montanaAfter my two hour drive I arrived at Quake Lake at 7:30 AM.  Bruce was already there ready to launch his boat.  We were surprised to find the weather at Quake to be cold, cloudy and windy at such and early hour.  I was in my shorts and t-shirt but quickly switched to warmer gear including my Simms PrimaLoft puffy jacket.  I’m so glad I had it.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-5-quake-lake-mtBruce and I knew beforehand this would be a short outing because he had a casting demo at the Festival at 2 PM.  But before we arrived at the area I wanted to fish the wind kicked up a notch from windy to very windy.  It became a race to catch a few fish before we got blown completely off the lake. Miraculously there were a couple fish rising on a slick protected behind a stump.  Bruce and I took turns drifting our dries and I eventually fooled a rainbow on a Thorax Mahogany Dun.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-6-flycasting-bruce-richardsOther than a miracle fish I caught out of the whitecaps on a Parachute Adams after the first, the dries got put away because surface activity became hopeless.  I grabbed my 5-weight and hand-twisted a callibaetis nymph and a chironomid and lucked into a brown.  Bruce went with a leech and caught a chunky nice brown.  At 11 AM we left while we had the chance.  The wind was blowing ridiculously and although the sun was peeking through the temps weren’t rising but rather dropping. Fall is here.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-7-three-dollar-bridgeBruce returned to Ennis for his casting clinic and I went to West Yellowstone for and errand then took my time working towards Ennis visiting places I once fished and camped regularly.  Back in the 80’s I fished the Madison almost every single day off.  I was possessed by this magical 100 mile riffle.  One place I frequented more than any other was the famous Three Dollar Bridge.  I was such a trout bum back then it was hard to come up with the $3 but fishing was so dang good I always scraped enough change from the floor of my old Dodge Aspen.

 

blog-Sept-4-2015-8-hank-pattersonI made it to the Festival Friday night in time for the showing of the latest Hank Patterson movie, Reel Montana Adventure.  Hank is one hilarious dude!  After the movie there were some parties then we wandered to the Gravel Bar for some beers.  For each beer purchased the bar donated $1 to the Madison River Foundation.

 

I spent all Saturday at the Festival meeting people and catching up with friends.  The weather was close to horrendous with rain, hail, wind and high temperatures in the 40°s.  Could that be because I was in town?  “Monsoon Currier” or not, attendance was great and I had a terrific crowd for my 4 PM show.

 

blog-Sept-5-2015-9-dave-whitlockWe finished up the day with a delicious barbeque and live music then around 9 PM I made the 3 hour drive back to Victor.  I’m not sure what my next fishing will be but Granny and I are sure to be camping and fishing on Tue and Wed.  We’re gonna score as much fishing time as we can before the snow flies!

 

Jeff Currier Global Fly Fishing

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