Spent three days fly fishing the Trinity looking for steelhead. Conditions were less than ideal with hot sunny afternoons, a full moon at night, and being late in the season. We only managed a few dink sized not-quite-steelhead rainbow trout during a March Brown hatch. To add insult to injury mine were all hatchery fish. All the slabs eluded us despite throwing every fly in our boxes. I missed over a dozen takes and lost three that came unglued. What a bummer. Froze our asses at night, sweated balls during the day. I slipped in the river filling my waders with water in the morning when it was 30 degrees. Yeah it was good times. Also came home with a busted shoulder. Trip was a bust. As a tease on the last day at the last hole a half pounder danced in the air laughing at us as we stared. With along drive ahead of us we decided it won't be worth fishing only a couple of hours on Sunday. So we packed up and made a suicide midnight run home driving through the night only to arrive home at 6am.
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Trinity
March 5-7, 2015
Spent three days fly fishing the Trinity looking for steelhead. Conditions were less than ideal with hot sunny afternoons, a full moon at night, and being late in the season. We only managed a few dink sized not-quite-steelhead rainbow trout during a March Brown hatch. To add insult to injury mine were all hatchery fish. All the slabs eluded us despite throwing every fly in our boxes. I missed over a dozen takes and lost three that came unglued. What a bummer. Froze our asses at night, sweated balls during the day. I slipped in the river filling my waders with water in the morning when it was 30 degrees. Yeah it was good times. Also came home with a busted shoulder. Trip was a bust. As a tease on the last day at the last hole a half pounder danced in the air laughing at us as we stared. With along drive ahead of us we decided it won't be worth fishing only a couple of hours on Sunday. So we packed up and made a suicide midnight run home driving through the night only to arrive home at 6am.
Spent three days fly fishing the Trinity looking for steelhead. Conditions were less than ideal with hot sunny afternoons, a full moon at night, and being late in the season. We only managed a few dink sized not-quite-steelhead rainbow trout during a March Brown hatch. To add insult to injury mine were all hatchery fish. All the slabs eluded us despite throwing every fly in our boxes. I missed over a dozen takes and lost three that came unglued. What a bummer. Froze our asses at night, sweated balls during the day. I slipped in the river filling my waders with water in the morning when it was 30 degrees. Yeah it was good times. Also came home with a busted shoulder. Trip was a bust. As a tease on the last day at the last hole a half pounder danced in the air laughing at us as we stared. With along drive ahead of us we decided it won't be worth fishing only a couple of hours on Sunday. So we packed up and made a suicide midnight run home driving through the night only to arrive home at 6am.
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I love the Trinity. The late season can be very challenging and recent rain is almost a requirement. Hope you enjoyed it even though it was a "bust." It is beautiful. Stop at Louis Cairo's in Williams next time you head up there or head home. Well worth the stop (don't know why I forgot to mention that before the trip).
ReplyDeleteI'll be back for sure. I have some unfinished business with them steelhead. With no mist, cold weather and each day sunny and hot I felt somewhat ripped off from the steelheading experience. I'll have to remember Louis Cairo's the next time. Thanks for the heads up.
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