Back in the Saddle Again (Literally)

One of my favorite holes on the East Walker. Almost always full of hungry trout.

See that post below, the one about me having surgery?  I lied.  I am not having surgery.  I’ve decided against it and if you’re really interested in why, or just bored out of your skull, go to Being Retired to read all about it.  Otherwise, long story short is the cure looked to worse than the disease and I’m actively trying to avoid surgery now.  I’m doing more aggressive physical therapy, losing weight and trying to strengthen my back.  It’s working a little.  I still have pain, but it is reduced slightly.

So, I decided to get my ass up and go fishing.  I freely admit I’ve been sort of a pu…this is a family blog so lets say wuss.  I had surrendered to my pain and pretty much stopped doing physical stuff.  Now that I realize I might have to live with some pain to avoid horrible spinal fusion surgery, I’ve decided to just suck it up.  The fact my surgeon told me my back is stable and I probably can’t hurt it further helped too.  I’ve sold my big heavy pontoon and replaced it with the Scadden Outlaw Escape at just 22 pounds rather than 60.  I’ve also purchased a marsh seat to carry with me, but more on that later.

The Jeep with all the gear strewn about.

So, I was off fairly early and excited to go fishing again.  I got about half way to the river and…my timing belt began to fray.  Really?  I limped back to Wellington and went to Masse Performance.  Shane found a belt he had in stock that was little long, but workable and put it on.  I was back on the road within half an hour.  I stopped by on the way home and he put the real one on for my Jeep that he had delivered while I was gone.  Great shop!  If you’re near Smith Valley and need automotive help, Masse is the place to go.  No, its really the only place to go, but they are great.

The Avery seat stuck in the bottom and ready to provide relief and keep me fishing.

First fish of the day, a nice wild brown.

So, I arrived later than I’d hoped at the Elbow and got rigged up.  One of my new pieces of gear is the Avery Marsh Seat, the saddle I refer to in the title.  I got it at Cabelas and with my loyalty points it was only about $25, regularly $39 I think.  I plan to carry it on my back to provide a place to sit (sitting relieves the pain in my back).  It’s made for duck hunting, but it’s light and folds flat.  It worked pretty well, only needing a new strap that’s longer so I can wear the strap across my chest instead of just over one shoulder where it tended to want to slip off.  I had to find a spot the rocks  would give way to let it sink into the bottom, but once it was in it stayed.  Cool!

A nice wild rainbow.

So, I didn’t fish for long, maybe three hours, but I slayed them.  I fished one of my favorite holes and could have caught them with a bare hook it seemed.  I fished a dry, nymphs, a hopper, a streamer and a big stone fly nymph.  I caught fish on them all.  A few smaller browns were amongst the rainbows that were averaging ten to twelve inches with the biggest going about thirteen.  Most were hold over planters though some looked to be wild and they were all fat and hard fighting.

One of the bigger fish of the day.

All in all it was a good day.  Not too cold but great fishing.  I’m busy next week with physical therapy and then I’m going out of town, but if the weather holds, I’d like to try a longer day to perfect the new pain-saving seat.  Looks like the new float tube/pontoon is not going to get a work out this year, but come February when Hinkson Slough opens I’m going to get out there and put it though it’s paces.   In the meantime, I’m going to go through my gear, replace some things, maybe buy a new four piece rod to replace the broken one, and maybe even see about a Tenkara set up.

The Other East Fork

The East Carson, wild and scenic, indeed.

Around these parts, there are three blue ribbon streams that flow into Nevada and die.  The Truckee flows out of Lake Tahoe and ends up in Pyramid Lake.  The East Walker flows out of Bridgeport Reservoir and, after mixing with the West Walker, eventually flows into Walker Lake.  The East Carson River flows from the mountains around Highway 4 and, after joining the West Carson, goes to die in the Carson Sink near Fallon, Nevada.  By the way, the other major river system in Nevada that doesn’t flow to the ocean is the Humboldt. (more…)

A Morning On the East Walker

The new rogue flow at the end of the Elbow section.

I really planned on good, hard day of fishing this week.  It’ been since early September since I wet a fly and I was getting the feeling that I was missing some spectacular fall fishing.  Unfortunately, last weekend I got a nice head cold that is just now clearing up.  It really kicked my ass.  I was so tired up until yesterday and still a little worn out even today.  The three days of drunken partying in Cancun the week before might have help the cold stick around a little longer than usual.

Anyway, I woke up and felt good, so I packed a lunch and hit the road.  I was eager to drive over the Elbow and see what became of the rogue flow I found earlier this year, so the Nevada side it was.  I checked the flows before I left and they were at 156 CFS.  Of course, they dumped the flows down to 145 right after I checked and then cranked them up to 190 while I was out there.  I have a knack for visiting on the days they play with the flows. (more…)

The Further Adventures of the Noobie

Blue Lake

My obligatory shot of the pass up behind Blue Lake.

You might remember that last year I took my friend and former co-worker, John L’Etoile, to the East Walker where he not only fly fished for the first time, but caught his first fish ever!  At the end of that post I had said it was now John’s turn to teach me how to surf.  Well, that didn’t work out.  He injured his shoulder and just wasn’t sure he could deal with the surf board.  So, we went fishing.

This time I introduced him to float tubing.  I’ve found that many people are hooked more by the tubing that the fishing (more…)

Farewell East Walker…For Now

Finally!  Finally the weather was nice and I was free to go fishing.  I had wanted to get out on the East Walker since the flows were still under 250 CFS.  I honestly couldn’t believe that they had remained constant for over a week, but they had.  So off I went.

Doing a little desert training, I guess.

I headed to the Nevada side since I have yet to purchase a California license.  At the bridge on the Rosaschi Ranch there we several Humvees and a lot of Marines, I think.  I didn’t stop to ask.  Anyway, I ended up at the Elbow (more…)

Ruby Lake NWR Produces State Record Rainbow

Mike Mott and his 16 lb, 8 oz record trout.

On February 18th, Mike Mott, from Elko, caught the new Nevada state record rainbow trout while fly fishing in the Ruby Lake National Wildlife Refuge.  The Ruby Lake NWR also kicked out the state record tiger trout in 1998 and has produced at least 7 trout over 10 lbs in the last couple of years.

Read all about it over at the Elko Daily Free Press.  Congrats to Mike!

Ups and Downs on the East Walker

This is my favorite time of year on the East Walker.  The water is cool and usually offers lower flows, the weather is generally mild and the fishing is fantastic.  Last Friday the river was a little high at 140 CFS and the fish were a little finicky because the flows were being jacked up and down on a daily basis.  However, the flows dropped on Monday to about 85 CFS and then again on Tuesday to 79 CFS.  That’s  about 48 hours of fairly stable and highly fishable flows by Wednesday, so off I went.

Mallards on the East Walker.

It is surprising how little 60 CFS actually changes the way the river looks.  I wasn’t sure that the flows hadn’t gone back up when I arrived at the Elbow (more…)

Noobie On the East Walker

Before I retired back in July, I promised my friend and co-worker, John L’Etoile, we would meet up and go fishing.  He has always been interested in fly fishing but had never done it.  I told him I could supply the equipment so he could give it a try.  We finally were able to hook up and made it out to the East Walker hoping that the recent rain hadn’t messed up the river too bad.

All that rain turned into snow up in the Sweetwater Mountains.

We headed to the Nevada side since John doesn’t have a California license.  I took him to the Elbow to fish a few spots I have good luck at most of the time.  We arrived and I rigged us both up (more…)

Upper Sac – September 20-21, 2010

A trip months in the making.  I had been planning this trip since before a I retired in July.  The Upper Sac is a legendary river where Ted Fay perfected his craft.  Dunsmuir is a neat little trout town.  I had always wanted to go.  I decided on September thinking the flows and fishing would be ideal.  I made reservations at the Dunsmuir Lodge and on Monday, September 20th, I set out.


Mt. Shasta from Highway 89. Yes, I took the picture while driving, sue me.

I planned on taking my time driving to Dunsmuir (more…)

Wolf Creek – September 2, 2010

Gee, nice I could show up!  Been a while, a month to be exact.  Been busy with Henry’s football, school shopping, and, if I’m being honest, a little lazy.  Plus after the trip to Elko, I felt a little fished out.  I even planned to make a trip last week, but the wind and rain showed up.  Moved all the dove out of here too.  A couple of weeks ago there were literately hundreds of the little buggers in the field across the street.  As of yesterday, opening day of dove hunting season, maybe 20 remain.  Happens every year around here right before dove season.  I watched two guys hunt and they got exactly two shots.  I didn’t bother.  Anyway…

The big meadow that Wolf Creek flows though.

The wife and I took a little drive over Monitor Pass a few days back and I got the itch to head back to fish.  Always wanted to fish Wolf Creek (more…)

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