Static in the Air!

by | Aug 25, 2018 | fly fishing for carp

fly fishing for carpGranny and I headed to Blackfoot Reservoir the other evening with plans to get up early and enjoy next morning’s Callibaetis hatch and possibly catch some big rainbows.  Then when the hatch dwindled we planned to fish mirror carp.  We arrived around 7 PM and Granny made one of her usual camping feasts.


At 2 AM a fierce thunder and lightning storm woke us.  Not only was the amount of lightening a concern but it rained so hard that our camp spot on the lake turned to mud.  The storms came through periodically all night long and by morning we feared the muddy roads surrounding Blackfoot had us trapped.


Blackfoot ReservoirAt 7 AM there was a break in the rain.  We decided to brew some coffee, skip the fishing and attempt to get out of there.  While I was brewing the coffee I was distracted by a huge waiving carp trail.  Why now?!  The next storm was in sight and we had to get on the road.  But naturally the predator in me couldn’t resist.


Winston Rods, Bauer Reels, Scientific Angler Fly LinesMy 5-weight was rigged and ready.  I left the heating coffee water and got into position.  The tail protruded again and I cast inaccurately about five feet from the fish.  I was about to re-cast when the fish waked full speed ahead for my fly.  In a blink of an eye the fish was peeling line then backing off my Bauer!


YetiThe storm was minutes from hitting.  Granny wasn’t happy but she knows I couldn’t help myself and came down with the camera.  She was smiling and shaking her head at the same time.  But then, probably fortunate for both of us, my carp tangled in the weeds.  I was deep in my backing and there was so much stretch in my rig I couldn’t do much.  At last my leader broke.  The carp was gone.


That was our fishing day.  The rain hit.  The hail hit.  The waves crashed.  We got the coffee brewed and the camp packed up in a nick of time.  And barely made it out of those greasy muddy roads of Blackfoot Reservoir.  Every days and adventure. . . . If you’re lucky!


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I started fly fishing at age 7 in the lakes and ponds of New England cutting my teeth on various sunfish, bass, crappie and stocked trout. I went to Northland College in Ashland, Wisconsin, where I graduated with a Naturalist Degree while I discovered new fishing opportunities for pike, muskellunge, walleyes and various salmonids found in Lake Superior and its tributaries.

From there I headed west to work a few years in the Yellowstone region to simply work as much as most people fish and fish as much as most people work. I did just that, only it lasted over 20 years working at the Jack Dennis Fly Shop in Jackson, WY where I departed in 2009. Now it’s time to work for "The Man", working for myself that is.

I pursue my love to paint fish, lecture on every aspect of fly fishing you can imagine and host a few trips to some of the most exotic places you can think of. My ultimate goal is to catch as many species of fish on fly possible from freshwater to saltwater, throughout the world. I presently have taken over 440 species from over 60 countries!