Just got done fishing below the park at Roaring River, the fishing was very good today, not a soul in sight
and lots of cooperative trout, even caught a big ole sucker, he was almost 25" and weighed I'll guess around
6lbs, caught him on a pheasant tail nymph.
The river is in great shape, I started at the cemetery (muncy) and went upstream from there, right at the
bridge, I landed 4 rainbows, I moved up above there to a small run nice hole, just not real big, thru a
possum bug in there on a #10 hook, and a nice little 18" brown came up and slurped it right in, I guess
the brown thought it was a sculpin dislodged from the hole above, it was very surprised, when I tightened the
the line, small hole so it really didn't have a lot of room to fight, and I landed it pretty quick, but it was
still pissed when it took off, covered me with water, moved up a few hundred yards there is a nice hole there just at the
cemetery and it always holds a nice trout or two, well today it held 4 nice rainbows, I only landed 2 of them but
had four nice hookups, moved to the riffle right above that hole, caught a nice 8" rainbow that sure looked
stream bred, very nice color, I caught most of my fish on dk. olive mohair leeches, and a few on lt. roe glo-balls
tied on 80th ounce jig heads.
The next hole is quite a walk so I took off upstream, made it a few hundred yards and seen some movement ahead of me
so I slowed down and saw a real nice 20" + brown holding in about 24" of water, I took the glo-ball off, and put a
possum bug back on, and got out, worked my way upstream of the brown and cast 20 feet ahead of the brown and let the
possum drift naturally down on the brown, I saw the fish move over, and he took the fly very quickly, I set, and
the fight was strong, but didn't last long, the fly pulled out, but it was nice to hook that fish, it was in the 5lb range.
Oh well moved up a bit further and started fishing just below the hill, and saw a few fish in the bend of the river,
so back on goes the glo-ball, I could see they were rainbows, I landed 4 more rainbows there, and hooked a few that
got off, but it was a nice morning all the same. I quit there and headed back down to the car, only fished a few hrs
but the fishing was good, and nobody around, it was very peaceful, nice day to be out, even got snowed on a bit.
The Leavenworth Bass Club (LBC) held its' annual end of season banquet on 23 January 2010 at the American Legion Post 23 in Leavenworth, KS. The LBC was formed 25 years ago by a group of avid anglers as a means to improve their bass angling skills through fellowship and the friendly exchange of bass catching techniques. They organized around the core functions of: stimulating public awareness of bass fishing as a major sport; promoting a full adherence to all conservation codes and water standards; providing state conservation departments organized moral, political, and physical support; and promoting youth fishing by fostering young people’s appreciation of outdoor recreation activities. The LBC is simply a group of avid outdoor enthusiasts that love Mother Nature and place a premium on the camaraderie they enjoy when together. They are bass anglers and their membership reflects a vast array of angling experience from successful regional tournament professionals to weekend recreational anglers. And above all they hold dear the freedoms of living in the greatest country in the world. Though organizing and conducting competitive bass tournaments is just part of the LBC’s annual activities, they did conduct 11 competitive bass tournaments on five different lakes catching and releasing over 1,095 lbs of bass in 2009.
Since its' humble beginings over 25 years ago, the club has grown significantly over the years into the largest BASS affiliated club in the state of Kansas. As the club grew, so did its'sense of civic responsibility. Over the years the LBC has undertaken numerous conservation projects, working directly with state conservation departments emplacing fish habitat in Leavenworth County Lake, Lost 80 Lake, and Hillsdale Reservoir. The LBC works hard to engage our youth in the outdoors and has organized and conducted numerous BASS sponsored Casting Kid’s events, hosted youth fishing derbies, and sponsored a junior bass club. As the adult club sponsor of the Blue Valley Bass Buster in Olathe, Ks; the LBC conducts seminars, provides boats for their tournaments, and club members take on mentorship roles for these up and coming young tournament anglers. Additionally, the LBC has been instrumental in supporting the Kansas Bass Club Federation Nation (KBCFN) kids programs by providing boats for all three Kansas state junior qualifying tournaments last year.
Even with all these annual activities, the LBC took on another meaningful project in 2009. They planned, organized, and hosted their 1st annual Fishing for Freedom event on Truman Reservoir. The LBC organized volunteer boaters from Kansas, Missouri, and Kentucky to take 30 wounded warriors and Global War on Terrorism veterans out for a day of tournament bass fishing. Thanks to private donations and numerous local and corporate sponsors, these warriors enjoyed great food, awesome participation prizes, great camaraderie, and trophies for the winners. The success of the 2009 event generated a tremendous amount of support and the LBC hopes to be able to take 100 warriors out in 2010.
The LBC awards banquet is an annual winter ritual where members, guest, and sponsors come together for an evening of fellowship to reflect on our blessing and freedoms, and to recognize members for their successes and contributions throughout the year. Following a buffet style meal, the 2009 LBC president, Steve Clark, presented certificates of appreciation and thanked the 2009 Club Officers, committee members, and sponsors.
2009 Club Officers
Steve Clark President
Bill Horvath Vice President
Larry Stoafer Secretary
Ken Hackworth Treasurer
Ray Hildebrand Webmaster
Bob Greene Tournament Director
Danny Lee Member at Large
Dave Clevenger Member at Large
Fishing for Freedom Committee
Special Youth Project coordinator
Miles Miller – adult advisor Blue Valley BassBusters Jr. Club
The president then turned the floor over to the club’s 2009 tournament director, Bob Greene. Bob recognized the 2009 awardees for their accomplishments during the season with a custom club fishing shirt donated by Bass Pro Shops and embroidered by Cathy’s Creations.
2009 Leavenworth Bass Club Awardees
Angler of the Year/Guide of the year Bob Greene
Bob’s successes included:
Table Rock 1st Place
Mozingo 1st Place
Truman 1st Place
99.51 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.95
Mikes Probass Gear
Gandy Custom Tackle
Gemini Sport Marketing
2nd place Larry Stoafer
Larry’s successes included:
Table Rock 1st Place
Truman 1st Place
Pomme 2nd Place
81.82 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.57
Secret Weapon Lures
Crooked Creek Tackle
Blackwater International Inc.
3rd place Bill Gevedon
Bill’s successes included:
Table Rock 1st Place
Pomme 1st Place
Truman 2nd Place
84.20 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 5.6
4th place Bill Horvath
Bill’s successes included:
Table Rock 2nd Place (2)
Mozingo 3rd Place
66.37 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.15
5th place Ken Hackworth
Kenny’s successes included:
Table Rock 3rd Place
Mozingo 1st Place
83.58 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 5.86
6th place/Co-AOY Mark Luna
Mark's successes include:
Table Rock 4th Place
Mozingo 4th Place
53.74 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 5.65
7th place/Boater Big Bass Randy Kenton
Randy’s successes included:
Smithville 1st Place
Table Rock 6th Place
48.02 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 6.02
8th place Ray Hillebrand
Ray’s successes included:
Table Rock 7th Place
Truman 9th Place
20.56 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.73
9th place Craig Schale
Craig’s successes included:
Table Rock 10th Place (2)
Truman 7th Place
13.17 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.98
10th place Bob Jorgenson
Bob’s successes included:
Mozingo 1st Place
Truman 3rd Place
59.79 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.57
Co-angler Big Bass of the Year Danny Lee
Danny’s successes included:
Smithville 3rd Place
Mozingo 2nd Place (2)
57.91 Pounds Weighed
6.71 Big Bass
Rookie of the Year Carl Chasteen
Carl’s successes included:
Mozingo 3rd Place
Truman 6th Place
41.37 Pounds Weighed
Big Bass 4.48lbs
2009 Sportsman of the Year Steve Clark
The Sportsman of the Year is the most coveted LBC award and is elected by secret ballot at the October meeting. The results of the Sportsman of the Year election are not announced until the award is presented at the annual banquet. The definition for a sportsman of the year is not precise. But he is not necessarily the best fisherman; he doesn’t have to have the biggest or fastest boat or the most expensive equipment. He does not have to be the most popular or best looking member of the club. But, the Sports Man of the Year contributes. He is active in all the clubs activities and gives more than he receives. He willingly shares his angling knowledge and is respected for his opinions, attitude, and love of the sport. He is the member that we look up to, not out of jealousy, but with admiration.
2008 Leavenworth Bass Club Awardees
Front Row left to right – Ray Hillebrand, Danny Lee, Bob Jorgensen, Randy Kenton, Bill Horvath
2nd Row left to right – Steve Clark, Larry Stoafer, Bob Greene, Mark Luna, Kenny Hackworth, Bill Gevedon
After the awards ceremony, things settled down for the night’s big attraction, a raffle of numerous prizes donated by sponsors or purchased by the club. Jeff Irvin was the big winner. Jeff won the week long Canadian fishing trip donated by Big Cannon Lodge. Additionally, Travis Perret won a three night stay at Fish Hook Resort on beautiful Table Rock Lake donated by Richard and Brenda Cornell. The banquet was a wonderful success and was only made possible by our generous sponsor’s support. We sincerely appreciate them and will endeavor to maintain their support in the future by not only providing excellent and enjoyable fishing opportunities for both experienced and novice anglers but also by giving back to the community.
2009 Leavenworth Bass Club Sponsors and Contributors
Bass Pro Shops
Big Cannon Lodge
Butler Muffler and Brake
Dennis Edward’s Tackle
Fish Hook Resort
Kansas Bass Club federation Nation
Secret Weapon Lures
If interested in joining the Leavenworth Bass Club, you can contact any of our club officers listed on our webpage www.theleavenworthbassclub.org for additional information.
Figuring out the right fishing line for the right situation is something anglers of all skill levels spend significant time pondering. As technology in the industry advanced over the years, the multitude of line types, all with different performance characteristics have made those decisions even more difficult. While much has changed in the fishing line industry over the years, one element has persevered. Discerning anglers demand performance in an ever widening range of applications and those demands require innovation and diversity of product lines.
In the late 1930s, a synthetic fiber called nylon was introduced and the braided lines became a favorite with anglers for the next decade. Nylon was also used to produce the first monofilament lines during this era, but these early versions were stiff and difficult to cast. By the late 1940s, technology improved and polyester fibers were first used to produce fishing lines. Again in the late 1950s, technological advances led to the introduction of nylon monofilaments that were easier to use than their predecessors and the Stren and Trilene monofilament brands of the day are still popular today. Until the 1990s, nylon monofilament was the king of fishing lines.
However, in the 1990s, as the popularity of tournament angling, the demand for better line performance for diverse applications, and the overall knowledge base of anglers grew the super line era began. Braided lines were first, and made a strong comeback with the development of high performance fibers such as Spectra and Dyneema. The properties of these fibers were ideal as they were stronger than earlier versions, offered little or no stretch; the added improvements in casting, better color retention, and their ability to hold knots were also instrumental in their resurgence. But the technological advances that led to the development of fluorocarbon lines were the real revolution of this new era.
Invented in Japan in the mid 1970s, fluorocarbon is made from a polymer of fluorine and carbon and was first introduced as fishing line in the 1990's. Fluorocarbon line is stronger and more durable than monofilament, nearly invisible in water, impervious to ultra violet rays allowing it to have up to four times the life span of monofilament. Fluorocarbon lines are about twice as dense as monofilament which allows for a much faster sink rate and much smaller diameters at equivalent monofilament breaking points. The lines density gives it an amazing sensitivity, little to no stretch, and keeps the angler in positive contact with his lure. Early fluorocarbons were stiff, hard to manage, and expensive at nearly a $1 per yard.
However, new production processes has made the line more flexible, easier to manage, and affordable.
Today, nearly every fishing line manufacturer produces fluorocarbon lines and no two brands are the same. Some fluorocarbons handle better while others are stronger, more durable, and more invisible than others. Until now, the challenge has been finding a fluorocarbon line that offers the best of all these factors. Anglers in search of a premium fluorocarbon fishing line maybe familiar with one brand from Japan that has been available in North America for a few years called Sunline. But as with most tackle manufacturers in Japan, the battle over the number one spot, at least in the eyes of the Japanese consumer, is never cut and dry. There is yet another battle for the best, poised to take place right here in the USA in the coming years. Japan's Toray brand premium fishing line brought to us by Blackwater International, Inc.
After trying various fluorocarbon brands like Sunline shooter, Seaguar inviz-x, Trilene 100% Fluorocarbon, and P-line Fluorocarbon in the past four years, I am convinced that the Toray brand fluorocarbon lines combine the most important factors of a premium line and are the absolute best line on the market. Toray is not for everyone; it is designed for the discerning angler that demands the best performance characteristics in a fishing line. The Toray brand lines are for serious anglers who are searching for a competitive advantage.Toray is very manageable and casts like no other fluorocarbon line. Under tournament conditions that require you to cover water, if you could get an extra 5 to 8 feet on every cast and you can make 500 casts in a tournament day; you cover 2500 to 4000 more feet of water with Toray. That is a competitive advantage. Toray’s abrasion resistance is the absolute best on the market. Less time retying equals more time with your lure in the strike zone. That is a competitive advantage. Toray’s durability is unmatched. Toray simply lasts longer; even at a premium price point a line that requires changing half as often as other premium lines saves you money in the long run. But you don’t have to take my word, checkout how Toray performed in lab and field tests on Tackletour.com. The biggest challenge you will have with Toray is finding it on the selves’ of tackle stores here in the USA. I recommend MikesProBassGear.com or check out the Blackwater International website for a dealer near you.
We have come a long way from the horsehair, linen, silk, and cotton fishing lines of the early 1900’s. Can you imagine having to un-spool, wash, and spread out your line to dry between uses to prevent it from dry rotting. So even with all the choices and decisions we have today, we really don’t have it all that bad. My hope is I have help enhance your knowledge and understanding when it comes to making a fishing line decision. I encourage you to try a spool and see firsthand the competitive advantage Toray brand lines can provide.
After a long cold snap, then a week or more of a warm spell, things are going to cool off once again. The last 5 or 6 trips ive taken over the last two weeks have resulted in no fish and no bites. Clearly time for a change. after noticing some posts about busch wildlife, i decided id give it a try. Number one, its close. Number two, no kayaking involved, three, Ice free water for the last couple days, 4, the trout out at bush might be hungry in light of the fact its going to get might chilly again. In all honesty, one day is probably as good as another, I actually wouldn't know because the last time i fished trout there was like 10 years ago, one time!
The wind was blowing feirce...up to 30mph and the temp was below freezing causing my guides to build up a layer of line grabing crust. I started with an 8wt shooting head i just rigged up last night until one of my connectin loops pulled free and i almost lost my sinking head. I headed back to the car to get another rod. I decided to go witht the 7'9" 3wt. I made it back around the lake just as some other fishermen were ariving. I started to fish, and to my surprise, It seemed like there were plenty of fish biting. The action wasn't scorching but it was consistant. 8-15 casts per fish. I will take that any day! The fish were all what id expect of them. around 13-14 inches mostly. As i fished i had a yellow estez egg fly bust off on the strike. My hooks were old and a bit rusted. so i took my tippet up from the 6x to the 5x section and tied on a little beadhead estez bugger . Of everything I used this little guy seemed to be the best. I just cast to the wind side of the little jetty and almost let it dead drit toward me, but I did stip some action to the fly. On one such cast, i detected a strike and set the hook. tug. flash. "Holy Shoot, what is that, Is that a carp? that cant be a rainbow! wtf is that!" about this time im realizing one way or the other Carp or Trout ive got a big fish, and oh yeah is that my line around my leg? shoot! acrobatics to get my leg out...Ive got my leg out..now the fish is making burst and my drags too loose! oh shoot, im gunna lose em! I make some feeble attemts to reach around to the drag knob with my line hand but all i can do is loosen it further. Ok, swithch hands tighten drag. now, wheres the fish? oh no! am i snagged. i tug and tug and motion! ive gotem still, hes not snagged up. he makes a couple good runs, screeming out line. ive almost got em licked, if i can just beach im" and slowly I do." holy cow!!!! masive!" i bend over and lip him like a big ol bass and lay him on some grass. i secretly hope my fellow anglers at the lake are aware of my predicament. after all, shouldnt the dancing and running around and screeming drag have gotten their attention? oK focus....how big is e? ok . i hold him up to my rod mouth open tail flaired and hes 1/2 inch shy of my fisrt guide. that guide is 24 inches from the but. almost certainly 24 on a measuring board, good enough for me to claim 24 I think?. i lift the fish by its mouth and put my other hand under its belly so the guy across the way can get a good look. he's not paying any attention! ... and then quikly resusitate and release. Im not sure anyone whitnessed it and i left the camera in the car. too cold to take pictures i guess. ? i need to start keeping a camera on me at all times. helmet cam or somesuch. long story short, Im going back first chance i get. good times.
I had the chance to spend yesterday at Roaring River with a couple good buddies of mine and my family. We had a great time catching up on all the usual bull, good jokes, cards and fishing. Saturday was absolutely beautiful. A little rain from time to time, but the fish were biting and that sure makes up for the precip. I took advantage from Tim's fishing report and others who had been there and left my jig pole in the truck. Sure glad I did because I really think that catching a fish on a fly rod is about 1000 times better than a regular rod. I finally have a camera now to take good pictures and as soon as I figure out how to post the crazy things I will sure share them with you. The coolest thing about Saturday wasn't just the fish biting, but the fact that right then and there I had everything I needed to be happy. I've always said that GOD knew that I would need a place like Roaring River to take my family too when Muskogee, OK needed to be forgotten for a few days. I love that place. I hope that everyone has their own heaven on earth and that you go there soon and often.
I didnt talk alot about our B DUB trip last june. We floated the Granite River to Saganaga Lake. This was a short 3 dayer because it was last minute and didnt have alot of time. The smallmouth bite was late due to a late spring. We started slow but after we got the hang of it after day 1 we probably averaged 10 or 12 each per day. The biggest was 18 with the average around 14 to 15 inchs.We caught some northern but could not score on walleye. Most were on the drop off edges about 10 feet off the bank.
Weather was good and the bugs were not terrible. Couldnt really fish at night because the mosquitos were to much to handle.
Late season Muzzleloading has been really hit and miss. Either you see nothing, or you see lots and mainly does. I had 3 bucks hanging out at about 30 yards last night, and 2 were almost shooters. I watched for about 45 minutes until they became alert, and then 3 coyotes came loping along and scared them off. Its been cold and windy for the most part. I have a hankerin to head south and fish tany and the pothole. Oh well.
Yesterday was the winter solstice the shortest day of the year and after the day passed we started our slow tilt back towards the sun and now everyday should be longer than the previous and I already can feel the warm sun of spring fast approaching. I do realize that we have the toughest months of winter to endure before the temperature and subsequently my spirits rise. But I always mark the winter solstice every year as a day of celebration for the beginning of a new period. It honestly holds more significance to me than the new year does. So to celebrate this day I did not drink or eat myself into a dazed stupor or make promises to myself that I no I wouldn't be able to keep, I instead went fishing. As bad as it may sound I never enjoy celebrating life in the company of others, I only find the things that make life worth the effort in complete isolation in an environment that has been changed very little by the hands of progress. This makes me an outsider a so called weirdo to everyone I know. For it is very natural for Homo sapiens to be absorbed in the lives of those around them and to come across an individual who is not is very unnatural. But how I feel about it is what matters, and honestly I'm OK with it. I can live through anything anyone feels or says about me as long as I can take refuge in the arms of the natural world.
Where has the time gone.Time for some catch up. Last summer we floated the river as often as we could when it wasnt flooding. Caught lots of channels although no big ones. I think the biggest bass i caught went around 5.5 lbs.
Brother Buck shot a nice buck with his bow that probably scores 130ish. The biggest gun kill was by 9 yr old Hunter George Nelson but we still have Muzzleloader season coming up this weekend.
Me and Buck did do a stint in the boundary waters in June and caught some nice smallmouth. The spawn was late up there but we still managed to do ok and the outfitter was impressed. Ill post a pic and Ill try and post some more later when I have some down time this winter.
After two entire weeks of not fishing I finally had a chance to go this last weekend. No big trip just a trip to the Sac Trail to catch some small LM. I only fished for three hours but it was so relieving and therapeutic. For all of you that don't know about the Sac trail I will enlighten you being that the place has all but been blown out. Plus I'm sure its no secrete. When I first started going there about three years ago it was a great little local place to do some fishing. In the past I've caught fish that were close to 3 out of a stream that is smaller than the upper part of The Finley. The north-side sewage treatment plant dumps its effluent into it so there is algae growth and of course there is the recovery zone down from the plant where you can find no SM. But the largemouth that are there enjoy a somewhat good life living successfully off the pumped up base of the food pyramid. Or at-least they did. Lately it has been hard to find fish down there that are bigger than 12" and the number of fish I've been catching has dramatically decreased. When I first started going down there I saw no one, or I should say no fishermen. But as the years have gone on I keep seeing more and more people fishing down there, not so much actual fishermen but I see something worse, fishermen trash. Fishermen who don't care about the environment in which the fish they love to catch live, really upset me. I don't think that my ability to catch fish has degraded and I can't imagine that anyone would keep and eat a bass out of a stream that is directly down from a treatment plant, even though I don't think it would hurt if done occasionally. So where have all the fish gone? It could be that an increased amount of pressure has forced them to disperse to other areas of the river, but I don't think that is the case being that not all the places down are really all that accessible to people who don't want to bush whack. It could be that the increased pressure has made them unwilling to bite, but I've never come across pressured fish that wouldn't bite all the time, I've fished the river with every technique I could think of at different times of the day at different times of the year. The increased amount of flooding we've had in the Ozarks over the past couple of years could have had an effect on them, maybe but it doesn't seem to have effected fish from other streams.
I could come up with a whole list of hypotheses, but the best one I can think of has to do with large non fish predator that has been enjoying the easy task of taking big fish out of a shallow, somewhat clear stream. Last year during the dead of winter I was down there fishing/practicing with my fly rod when I looked up into a tree that was up river a ways and saw one of the most beautiful creatures that exists on this continent, a mature Bald Eagle. Over the course of the winter I went back a number of times and was able to ID two individuals. I never was able to see one capture anything out of the stream so I can't say with certainty that this is the reason why the fish population has decreased but it could be a possible answer to why it has. If this is the reason I can't expect it to last too long because the Eagles will eventually reduce the number of fish so dramatically that it will be hard for them to feed themselves and they will move on. This last weekend I didn't see the Eagles I saw last year but I did see what was either a juvenile eagle or a female Harrier, I couldn't tell i didn't get that good a look at it. I don't know, I which I had time to really go out there and do more research but I'm busy staying inside reading about biology instead of actually doing it. At least not yet. What a great idea for a field project, "The Effect of Birds of Prey on Game-fish." It would involve my two favorite animals.
Fished R.R. today started up by the conservation parking lot just outside the park, nobody around and it is a beautiful
day. I got geared up, took a new bamboo fly rod to play with, and walked down the path, near the cabin at the mouth of
Off Davis holler.
Right at the mouth of Off Davis, I saw a trout right away, nothing big, holding in a eddy, one cast, green bugger and I landed him
very quickly, not big but very pretty fish.
I started to cross over and go on downstream, when I saw a flash, up in Off Davis, usually a shiner or two up there, as it only holds
water during rainy periods, well I got to looking and sure enough there is a nice little 13" rainbow holding just behind a log, I notice
it is going to be a fast drift, so I put on a tungsten headed hares ear(flashback) and cast just a bit above the fish, held the rod up
high, let the nymph swim over the log, and let it drop right in front of the trou, again, fish on and this one fought a bit better, did
I mention the little rod I'm throwing is only 5' in length, neat little Orvis Mighty Mite I picked up last year, it throws a DT-5 very
Well I start looking around and see another fish up above me about 20 yrds, well this turned out to be a sucker, but just above him
there was another 13" rainbow, these fish were moving up stream, I was now just below the bridge that crosses the stream(Hwy F bridge)
I caught this fish on the same hares ear, and it was another pretty fish, well I just thought I would see if there were more up the little creek.
I had years ago found trout up this stream maybe 2 miles above R.R.
I kept walking and kept finding a trout here and there, one small pool had three rainbows, and I caught two of them, all about the same size
and all on my #14 flashback tungsten hares ear, I was having fun now, the creek was getting smaller and more shallow, but I knew just up
the way there was one small pool that if it was full would have 4' of water in it right now, I was sneaking up on this pool when a doe blew up
beside me scaring the crap out of me, she ran off a bit, gave me a good side veiw, blew again and she was out of there, she will make a nice
doe for some lucky hunter in couple of weeks.
I found the pool, and it had 2 trout in it, one rainbow and one brown, both were holding at the head of the pool, where it narrowed up.
Same thing, cast in, the rainbow hit, short fight and another pretty 12" rainbow, the brown, was acting spooky, so I set on a rock and
had myself a hot tea, I had brought my travel mug full of hot tea with me, I sat for about 15 minutes the brown went back to holding beside
the rainbow, so I snuck in, made a decent cast above the trout, the fly drifted in and I caught the brown, now I would like to say it was huge
but it was only about 12" long, very pretty.
That was a good day, and the fact that there were no other people around made it very nice.
I got back to the mouth of Off Davis holler and went ahead and crossed, made it to the first pool, caught two more 12-13" rainbows, decided to call
it a day and head back to the shop.
Sometimes it pays to walk off the beaten track, you never know what kind of little jewels are out there waiting to be found.
Well, I just received news that my truck is officially dead. The insurance guy pronounced her dead at 3:00 pm October 26, 2009. What a great little truck, it was perfect for me. Good gas mileage, just enough room, manual transmission, and of course it allowed me to haul my kayak or tandem around with me to all the great streams in southern Missouri and north Arkansas. All trucks that I have for the rest of my life will be compared to this one. It's kind of unfair, especially for the next one I get. But I want another Ranger. I think they probably are the best American made small truck there is. The s-10 is a good truck as well, my dad had one and beat the hell out of it and it started everyday and took him to where he wanted to go. But I never really liked the look of them, they look to me a little dumpy and depressed. I haven't really looked into newer trucks, mainly because I don't think I can afford them, but I will shop around and see what I can find. A Colorado is an option or maybe a newer ranger. I"m hopeing that there are a lot of deals out there, it seems to me that there might be a surplus of car and trucks out there that dealers are looking at getting rid of.
I asked the insurance company about replacing my waders and my rod that was broken during the crash but apparently my policy doesn't cover personal items that where destroyed in the crash. Oh well, if that all I lose in this then I'll consider my self lucky. The insurance guy said that he was surprised that i was able to walk away from it with nothing more than a bump on the head and a sore shoulder. And I do feel very lucky. I just wished it had happened after I went fishing. It's now been more than a week without catching a fish and the way things are going I'll be lucky if I can in the next couple of weeks.
It's funny how even you think you couldn't possibly deal with anymore crap something comes along and throws fifty pounds of it on your shoulders. I totaled my beloved truck yesterday because apparently I'm a wreck-less, irresponsible and selfish child. No one has told me this, it's just my own feelings on the whole mess. This is the story as detailed as I can remeber at this time.
I was going fishing like I do every Sunday. It has become my way to detox from the modern world and allows me to keep my sanity in an insane culture. With all the recent rain I knew there were only a handful of small streams that I would be able to fish, Bull or Beaver Creek were pretty much my only options. I could've gone to Table Rock and fished Aunts Creek from my kayak, but the fishing on Table Rock has been tough as of late and I really wanted to fish a stream, I always prefer stream fishing anyway. Well i decided to go to Beaver Creek because I had just recently discovered some really good accesses and I wanted to explore them a bit more. Plus those fish on Bull have been hassled enough by me in the last couple of months. I woke up later than I usually do on Sunday, around 7:00. But the last couple weeks of school have been hell and I have been sacrificing sleep for my gpa so I needed the two extra hours of sleep. I got up made some eggs gathered my things and was out the door by 8:00. I was in a rush the whole way down there which is why I probably ended up wrecking my truck. Anyway, i was headed down 125, which is one of most treacherous highways in southern Missouri, I was just south of Chadwick rounding a curve when I lost control and slid off an embankment. Flipped my truck over and it landed on the cab with me dangling from my seat belt. I had to crawl out of the passenger side window and climb up the 15" embankment where I was fortunate enough to find someone was driving by and was willing to help. I didn't have phone service out there so I would have been completely screwed if there wasn't someone there to help. Thank you annomuos stranger, with out you the whole thing would have been a lot worse than it really was.
The lesson I learned from this is don't be in a rush to get some place because if you are in a hurry you might not make it there at all. So now I have to deal with insurance companies and banks and car salesmen. I really wish I had just decided to sleep all day, oh well, this can't keep me down.
Not sure what all to share at this point in time. It is Friday evening. Bill and I are sitting in Anchorage waiting on our first of 3 flights tonight- it's going to be a long night. But at this point, we don't know what the sale of Yantarni is. The owner is entertaining another party- today as a matter of fact- which was a surprise to us. We thought we were the only ones in the hunt.
Regardless, we are thinking and planning on moving on this in August and will be recruiting serious anglers to come to this magical place.
Here's a few things we have learned about Yantarni Bay.
It's been around for quite a while. It was developed as an oil exploration camp, not sure how far back but at least in the 70's. After the oil company left, the permit was sold to the present owner and he developed it as a fishing camp.
It has a gravel runway that has been cut in two by the river- 1200 feet on one side and 1400 feet on the other- plenty of room of a 206 or even a Beaver. The camp itself is about a half mile from the beach, which is riddled with driftwood and other treasures, we're told. Beachcombing is a popular activity where things like Japanese glass fishing net balls are found each year. The camp area is protected by the bay with sharp rocky cliffs and islands are visible from the beach on both sides. Pink, Chum and Silver Salmon run these rivers and stack up in the mouth of the river making surf fishing excellent. You were also told hallibut cruise into these shallow waters, espeically on into the spawn when dead salmon carcases start flowing out of the river into the bay to be eaten. So- hallibut on the fly!? We looked at a couple of inflateable boats today to keep at camp with 15 hp motors just to get out and fish the bay for halibut and other fish like rock fish- maybe?!
There at the camp, the main river is Yantarni Creek but within a short distance there are 2 other creeks flowing into this creek which offers salmon fishing too. If one creek gets blown out by rains, we just move to another creek where all the salmon crowd into until the muddy water runs out.
We talked to one person today that knew alot about the camp and the fishing. He said, simply- our problem will be it's just too easy! There's no challenge which may be a problem with some anglers. 6 days of catching silvers ONE EVERY CAST may get boring to some and that may be true. He said we'll have to figure out ways to make it TOUGHER for clients to find and hook fish. Strangely enough, I understand this. It gets like that on Taneycomo but it's hard to compare our rainbows to 10-15-20-25 pound silver salmon 5 minutes out of the ocean.
Other problems are lost flies, lost line and broken gear. Oh yea- sore arms.
There are other creeks and rivers that flow into the bay all around us. Some are within the range of our 4-wheelers and others only can be reached by helocopter. Helo-fishing will be included during some peak weeks and offered as an option during other weeks- that's our idea so far.
The creeks have sea-run dolly varden also. They reportedly get to be around 20-24 inches, not the 30+ inches we're used to on the Naknek. No rainbows. The dollies should be easy to catch using our bead method. They do color us pretty in September.
The camp was blown all over the place when we flew over. They said the camp sees winds over 100-120 mph in the winter. All the inportant parts are stored in the building and it was in good shape.
The weather ports each have 3 twin beds, supplied with sheets and pillows, a table and chairs and a small wood burning stove. The shower tent has a nice shower with unlimited hot water and a lav. The camp has one out house.
The dining tent has an incredible kitchen setup- all stainless steel tables, sinks and stove/oven, refrig and freezers. Table is set with table cloth and cloth napkins- fancy even for us!
The camp has 4, 4-wheelers with personell carts for transportation up and down the creek as well to the beach. That's how everyone gets around.
We could be booking 3 weeks this fall for operation - Aug 23-30, Aug 30-Sept 6 and Sept 13-20. We may add Aug 16-23 for primarily pinks and chums but we're not sure.
The rate has been $4795 per client from King Salmon in the past but we're not thinking quite that high to start this year. We'll wait and see how we stand before we set the rate.
It takes a week to set camp up and a week to tear is down.
Can't think of anything else. It's hard to imagine Bill and I have been given the chance to at least look at this place and dream. If we don't get it, it's been a great opportunity and we've made some new friends to boot. We're leaving it in God's hands. We prayed that He would shut the door if it wasn't for us. So far it's been wide open.
We both want to honor God is this venture.... in all we do. It's only by His grace and blessings we have gotten to do the things we have- we give Him glory for that.
Cold and rain have made the fishing tough so far this year. Have floated the river a few times and been shed hunting some. turkey season is almost here. Im having trouble downloading pics and its really starting to tee me off. I have a new camera and even after down sizing the pics they still wont upload. Oh well I guess you wont get to see the cool eagle pic or what we found along the river one day last month. okl just a dead 8 pointer.
I've been meaning to get up early one of these fine, chilly mornings and see if the gobbler's are sounding off, good news, I sat out on my back deck this a.m. and sure enough, gobble gobble! They were quite away off in the distance but it was still enough I could hear them distinctly. I've been seeing about forty or so earlier this spring and the last couple of weeks I've been seeing smaller bunches so I think they're splitting up and about ready to get it on. I went for a walk last night and did some shed hunting for an hour or two and saw lots of sign, scratching and so on, some scat where they have been roosting at night, so I'm getting pumped up. I've also been seeing more birds on my drive to work in the mornings. I made a few casts in the pond yesterday evening and caught a couple of bass, crappie haven't been biting so good around here yet, don't know why, maybe its been to cold yet? I'm going to hit it this weekend hard and try and get some for dinner, may float the river as well, we'll see. If it drys up long enough I'm going to put in some food plots as well, I'm all set up now, just bought a new old tractor at auction last week, a 79' AC 7000, 100 hp, diesel, cab, heat, air, good tires, one owner, well maintained for $6K, a steal! Good for me! Well, thats it for now, I'll write more when I have more to write about, cheers.
I had the opportunity to attend Babbler"s seminar on spring bass fishing on Tale Rock. It was a great seminar and I managed to put a few faces to names. I was happy to discover I used many of the same techniques as Bill, but guess who taught me?
The water is warming up and I think the bass are about to turn on. I can't wait to spend two or three days a week on the lake learning more.
I finally got the opportunity to go shed hunting on Sunday, so me and my trusty trail buddy Joefish went to the woods to see what we could find. We saw a lot of deer on the hoof, and after walking for about 3 hours I found my second matched pair of antlers. They were still attached to the deer, however, it was dead. I believe it was from natural causes due to the fact that I didn't find any bullets or broadheads by the carcass, but it could have been a hunter kill. I will again attempt to post some pics of it, probably won't have any luck because I am IT challenged. I felt bad once again because Joefish had walked within 20 or 30 yards of it without seeing it, same thing happened last year, oh well, he'll have plenty of chances this year as he will have more time than I will to go out and look. Its just a fluke anyway, it was laying in the trail right in front of me and he was walking behind. I stopped and turned around and said I found one, he couldn't see it with me blocking the trail, so I let him look around before stepping aside and pointing it out! haha. The deer still have their headgear on, at least some of them, we saw a nice eight point and another one we couldn't tell what it was. I couldn't remove the head because I didn't have any tools with me so I'll have to go back and get it, hope the squirrels don't eat it before I get back there. Anyway, that is my story and I'll have more adventures to share later.
Well, before you read this you should know this isn' t a fishing or hunting story. I just got back from a trip to California to see my sister and we we're discussing how I came up with the name Buck Dandy. Buck Dandy originated when Joefish (as known here on OAF) and I started videotaping our outdoor adventures about fifteen years ago. We were trying to come up with some alias's and we chose Buck and Luke, last names came later. Now wherever we go and start talking about fishing and hunting we refer to ourselves as Buck and Luke, kinda hokey, I know. Now my sister, who lives in California, knows about this site and logs on to our blogs and reads about what we've been doing, and she is giving me grief because she was back over Thanksgiving and I didn't write about our duck hunting adventures while she was here. So I'll tell you about my trip to California to see her. We flew into Ontario, CA and drove to Palm Springs out in the desert where she lives. We got in late so we had a few drinks, stayed up late reliving old memories, and called it a night. The next day we took the Palm Springs Aerial Tramway to the top of San Gorgonio, it is one of only two revolving aerial trams which allows you to see 360* views as you go up the mountain. The other is in Switzerland. We spent the day in Palm Springs and then went up to Pioneertown to a restaurant and bar called Pappy & Harriett's, there were two live bands that night and it was a lot of fun. The next day we drove up to Big Bear Lake and toured the town of Big Bear, spent the day there and went back to PS. On Sunday we watched the Daytona 500, what a downer, the race I mean, and had a small gathering with friends, ate, drank and made merry. I love southern California but what I noticed is that there isn't a lot of wild creatures to see like there is here in Missouri. There is plenty of "wild" life to experience though. I thought about checking out some of the lakes that are nearby, well known for the lunker bass you can catch, up to 20+ lbs in some of the reservoirs, but will save that for the next trip out there. So in case she logs on here and checks this out, I wanted to write this and appease her and I'll promise that the next time she comes back I'll write about the hunting adventures we have. So until then, stay tuned and I'll be back with more from the outdoors featuring Buck and Luke!! aka Joefish!
Headed to tanycomo on the weenend of 17th and did fairly well trolling raps. Hit powersite one night and did not do anything. Had a good time. I caught a 13 and half inch crappie ice fishing today. here is a pic of steve with the biggest. I caught the first and dad caught the most. The first day anyway.