Sunday, February 22, 2009

Tonto Creek February 21, 2009

I met my good friend, Nate Green, up in Payson, AZ this morning. I jumped in his Jeep and we headed off to Tonto Creek about 20 or 30 minutes from town. The weather was absolutely perfect. It was about 50 degrees, clear skies with some snow on the ground. I was pretty excited because this one of the first few times that I have fly fished on a creek.

From there we gathered up all our gear and headed out to hike up and down Tonto Creek. Our plan was to spend the entire day fishing up & down a 2(+/-) mile stretch of this creek. Once we got past the private property area we found some small pools and within just minutes we were pulling out some small browns and rainbows. We continued hiking downstream and found various pools and runs to fish. Nate really had the touch today. While he was pulling in fish after fish I spent a good amount of time tying, re-tying and unknotting my line. Nonetheless, it was still a blast.

About mid-day I had found a nice little pool that I spent a good amount of time at. Nate had stayed back about a ¼ of a mile or so fishing a different pool. I caught a few brown trout that were mid-size (10 to 12 inches) and was loving life. Nate made his way up to where I was and talked a bit about how things were going. He decided to continue on down the creek to see if there were any more good areas to fish. After another ½ hour or so I decided to move down to see what I could find. I ran into Nate and he said it wasn’t very good further down so we decided to start heading back up stream.

We made it back to the pool I was fishing earlier. I told Nate that it was a pretty good little spot and to go ahead to fish for a little bit and I'll wait. So Nate flings a couple of nymphs out there and within just a minute or two has one on the line. He said it didn’t hit very hard but it wouldn’t move off the bottom for some time. Then it came up, jumped and Nate just about pooped in his little pink panties. This thing was huge! Of course we were both excited so I moved over to where he was standing and helped him net this monster before it got loose. It was a brown trout that ended up being about 17 1/2 inches and it was FAT. That really topped off the day there.

It was getting late in the afternoon now so we headed back up the creek climbing over huge rocks and moving from pool to pool. My day of fishing started to dry up but Nate still had a little luck left as he caught a few more browns and rainbows on the way back. We got back to the Jeep right at dark. Both of us were tired and hungry but had made some good stories and memories.

As we were heading back to Payson I realized I left my felt boots on the ground by the truck and Nate left his rod on the top of the Jeep. After heading back to where we parked we ended up finding both. Not a bad day of fishing at all.

Friday, February 20, 2009

The Kids First Fish

It was actually springtime of 2008. Lindie, the kids and myself went on a hiking trip in Sedona and decided to stop by a "trout farm" on the side of the road. The kids were pretty excited about this but didn't really know what to expect. So anyway, we finally get set up with these huge bambo poles (sticks) and some overpriced bait. We dropped the bait in the water and about 200 fish attacked it and there you go. They each "caught" 2 fish and it ran me about $45. It wasn't really fishing but seeing the excitement on their faces was totally worth it. They're ready for some serious fishing this year. I've now set them up with their own poles and tackle and am looking forward to many trips together.