Monday, August 31, 2009

Southern Brooks

Fished a blueline stream that has held up well over the summer; the water levels were still pretty decent and the fish were doing well from what we could gather. This was pretty much a brook trout only creek, with a few brown trouts here and there. We fished pretty much the whole creek, 4 miles and over 1000 feet in elevation change was the total. Lot's of nice little natives were brought in on EHC's, adam's, and prince nymphs. It doesn't get much better than heading to a place like this for a little peace, quiet, fresh air and lots of fun fish!

Just a little stream, it's only 2 durn feet wide, there ain't no fish in it, move along, nothing to see here folks...

A brook trout, at home.

A mushroom full of water.

Looking up into the Garden

Southern brook trout, on the adam's

Salvelinus fontinalis

Salmo trutta

A healthy brook, the stream was full of 'em

Death happens folks.

Until next time...

Monday, August 24, 2009


Fished the upper part of a real popular river in the Mountains this past sunday and could not believe the abundance and quality of the fish. The populations were good and fat... the insect life, man there's a lot of it! We didn't witness a hatch and I didn't see any nymphs under the few rocks I flipped, but we saw dragon flies everywhere, caterpillars and other larvae falling into the creek, and of course plenty of midges.
The lower sections of the river were just not Wild enough for our tastes so we headed up to the little water past all that. This was a pretty epic day of fishing all-in-all considering the number and size of the fish we saw and caught...the scenery wasn't bad either.

The first pool, 6:30AM.

And the bite is on!

One of the feeder creeks just above the first pool.

The side feeder creeks were steep! I hiked up this one a couple hundred yards expecting to come to a nice pool at some point, but didn't it was just continuous falls like this ledge after ledge after went back down to the river and returned on my course.

Baby 'bows were everywhere; the future looks bright.

An average rainbow that couldn't resist the stimulus of the Stimulator.

The "lunch pool"; the water was so cold, clean and clear, almost didn't want to filter it. Just sitting watching the fish feed while we also ate was pretty awesome.

The first and only fish caught in the pool pictured above; hard to get repeat catches in pools like that.

A nice fighting rainbow

A 6" rainbow

A 5" rainbow

Second biggest of the day. (the biggest was not ready for her closeup)

Same fish, very healthy wild brown

Fly of the day

Last pool before hiking back; it was just starting to get steep and the drop-pool pattern was nice. Next time I get back here I am going to fish above this pool to the forks and beyond.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Berries & 'Bows

'Behold, the greatest view in the world'

There it is, the greatest view ever!

...Turned around and this is the view better believe I went black bear on these...

And these

That's what I'm talking about...never seen wild blueberries this big...also wouldn't expect them to grow that big at 5300 feet.

A high wilderness valley...
Very unique place, we went down to investigate...

...thought this was a good looking stream to fish... Turned out to be a small tributary of a good wild trout stream...decided to make it into there the next day EARLY, hiking in at least 2 miles to get to some good wild spots and then fishing back upstream. Actually ended up hiking 8 miles! 4.76 mile hike in, but it was worth it. All wild trout on this river, no stockers whatsoever. Number of other fishermen? zero. Priceless...

100 yard long pool; time for some casting practice! Heard there were good sized browns in the pools with rainbows in the riffles all along the river, so I was prepared for non-stop action....

First fish of the day, really beautiful 'bow.

Waterfall (15ft)

...another rainbow, they came fast and furious after I got above the falls (and no more chubs)...


More rainbows!

...and again....

...after a while I just started releasing them in the water like this fella...thought this was a cool picture.
I am definitely heading back here again soon, hopefully to get into some of the bigger brown trout that are rumored to be lurking in the depths.

Friday, August 14, 2009


The salmon run every year in Alaska, up many rivers, to countless small streams and lakes, millions of tonnes of fish in total. But nowhere do they run as thick and full and in the variety as the Kenai river. It is a special place full of the mighty Kings as well as the sockeye. When I had the opportunity to go with Danielle and her family this summer, I did everything I could to pull it off and in the end everything panned out and we all flew into AK on the 22nd of July. What happened next, well, you can see for yourself....

The ol' airport that Uncle Ted built...welcome to Anchorage Alaska!

The Kenai on the first day; an ice dam broke upstream, it had been raining, it was flooded and there weren't many fish in the river. On top of that, I broke one of my fishing poles. It wasn't the best day of the week.

The Kasilof and weather that would turn out to be typical for the week. The first two days were pretty unsuccessful overall, I think more fish were purchased than were caught! The salmon counts were really low and many were saying it was because the weather had driven them off into Cook Inlet.
The next day Mr. Steve Cegelski, being the impresario and man of action that he is, called up a charter boat captain to help put us on some fish.
The captains name was Rod Van Saun, and from the pictures following, you don't need me to tell you that the man knows what he is doing!

Kenai mountains from out on Cook Inlet...another beautiful day:)

A couple of schoolkids from L'Escuala De Silvers El Capitan found (that is, Coho Salmon, ladies and gentleman)

Margaret with what mighta been the school marm.

A big 'ole sea-steak fish, aka the halibutt

Me and Daniella with another big 'butt

Captain Van Saun; Barking orders to granpa, netting monsters all day

Everyone limited out. Captain Van Saun gets all credit, he was the fish hunter for all of us on this day.

Silvers and reds, red and silvers getting reddy for the smoker

Fishing the Quartz

Quartz Creek Sockeye. Almost time to spawn...

Seward...the weather was just beautiful

Exit glacier.

Down the valley, pretty impressive

Extreme Glacial Rock Skipping, coming soon to PlayStation 8

Glaciers are transluscent and adiabatic and camera's can't capture their color...except mine.

Exit creek joining Resurrection river with glacier in background and the sun trying to escape to shine down on the Harding icefield.

A bald eagle nest... complete with a baby bald eagle!

Everything is bigger in....Alaska. This is a quarter of a sandwich.

A rainbow (x2)....the sun almost came out once or twice during the week

Sockeyes 24/7
She's a beauty, even in the dusk

Limited out at 11:55PM

Bridget and a Sockeye, kissing.

Slayed sockeye on the lower Kenai......the water was so high

Steve trying to bogart my buck...

Buck that almost got away, second toughest fish I landed during the week! Would have lost him if it wasn't for polarized sunglasses

The last empress; this hen was the last fish I caught and an absolute freak, definitely the best fighter of all the fish I caught. She took me up and down, and around. Almost lost here a couple times, but landed her after a few minutes of pure excitement.

Upper Kenai River near Russian confluence.

Toward Mount Alyeska

The Kenai Lake

Mount Kickstep (?)

Southeast Alaskan islands on the way to LosAngles

Alaska, where the bounty of the deep comes to the surface.
Alaska, where fishing, on most days, is called 'catching' instead. week wasn't I can't stop wondering when can I get back?

Many thanks to Steve, Margaret, Danielle, Rex, Patti, Terry, Bridget, Rod, granpa, Karl Malone, bears, everyone with my corporate sponsor(LPA!), and everybody else in the "fishing gang" know, I always wanted to be in a gang.

Until next time,