Snow just won't quit

For the second Tuesday in a row, the U.P. has experienced snow. The proof is in the picture to the left. That’s just the kind of spring it has been and it has made the fishing tough some days and great others. This week Pete and Bob joined me and for the first eight hours of Day One, the fishing was brutal, as in no fish landed. It took a change in river systems to break the drought and Bob did it in fine fashion, landing a coho salmon from the first pool. Granted it wasn’t the largest coho ever caught, but it was the first I’d ever seen from that river. The next pool was literally ridiculous. For 90 minutes, it gave up rainbow after rainbow, the total exceeding three dozen. The day kind of summed up this spring … either crazy good or stupid bad. Streamers and nymphs continue to take the most fish, with the occasional trout falling to a tan caddis. It’s raining right now and we are expecting a solid inch over the next 24 hours. It is much needed moisture and, with more normal weather forecast for the rest of the week, fishing should shape up nicely. Continue to follow our Twitter and Facebook pages for updates.

The one that got away

In the world of angling, there are really only two kinds of fish – the ones you caught and the ones you lost. If you’re like me, it’s the ones you lost which haunt you. I’m fortunate to only be haunted by a few fish, the most recent of which I lost on the Wind River in Wyoming a few years back. I can now add a U.P. fish to that list.

I was fishing a stretch of fast water in a spot I had not fished in a couple of years. There’s nothing overly inviting about the piece of water and it’s really not much fun to fish. It is fast, deep and the steep banks are choked with tag alders. I had pretty much given up hope of moving any fish when I hooked what I thought was a log. When the log started to swim, it came at me quicker than I could strip line in. My 4-weight rod could do little with whatever was on the other end so I was pleased when it decided to stop ten feet away from me, slightly bull-dogging but mostly moving a few inches from side to side. The fish then made three head shakes, the third shake expertly designed to toss the sculpin pattern from its mouth, and left me in a state of shock wondering what I could have done differently. I mentally marked the spot and hope I am offered a rematch later this summer. That’s if summer returns.

Last Thursday, the temperatures were in the 80s. Tuesday it snowed. Surprisingly, the cooler temperatures improved the fishing and I got into an awesome Hendrickson hatch mid-day last Friday. Streamer fishing and nymphing have also been solid. If you can find a set of beaver ponds, they have been fishing well and likely will continue to do so until we those waters heat up. The weather is expected to warm in the coming days so I expect to see the dry fly fishing to pick up.

Summer-like weather has arrived

Last week felt more like summer than spring and water temperatures continue to climb higher with most streams and rivers stopping the thermometer in the mid-fifty degree range. Bugs – including at least one mosquito – are showing up as well. Yesterday I encountered a great little black stonefly hatch and caught a few glimpses of caddis. Unfortunately, the fish don’t seem to be looking up yet and that’s what I am hearing from other anglers and guides. That being said, streamers and nymphs are still the only game in town for those looking to move fish. I offer the 13-inch brook trout pictured as evidence caught yesterday on a streamer. Finding cooperative fish has been difficult, but if the chance is out there to put a fish like this one in my hand, you’ll know where I will be.