New Water

Ahh, new water. Hans and I found a nice little piece of a stream, actually a tributary of one we have fished before. This time we rode our bikes up till the road ended, then proceeded up a little path, and we found this welcome sign, inviting us in further to fish.( just love those friendly folk)

We didn't realize it was a trib, until afterword, and the water color and rock moss was quite a bit different from the main stream, but possibly better. Reminded us of a "mini- BS".

This was Friday, and it was so good, we went back Saturday morning, only this time we went up the main branch. Not as good, still caught some fish, and a couple decent ones, but nothing like the little trib. We back pedaled and started again just below the confluence. The idea was to fish up to the confluence, and then up the trib. On the way up to the con, I caught his monster 17 inch brown, largest of the day.
Amazed us that this little jewel of a stream held such nice trout. Suffice it to say, since I'm at such a loss of words, it was a great 2 days, my new fav stream, close to home, un-fished virgin water...no road next to it..what more can you want?

Fishing in far away lands

Due to the influenza I must have brought back from Argentina, I just haven't felt up to writing this blog. It's been two weeks today since I fished in a very distant beautiful land. Tuesdady, 5/1/07, was Argentina's labor day holiday. Since the Motorola offices were closed , I felt obligated to explore the land and fly fish. Yep, I brought all my fishing gear with me, waders, boots, and all.


The CREW!

I was fortunate to find someone in the office with a little fly fishing experience. I remember being at his skill set not too long ago. He took my coworker and I (AKA the GRINGOS) to a place called San Miguel de los Rios. It located at S32.02.250, W064.45.673, elevation 3370ft. That nearly 6000 miles away, boys. Top that!


Although he (Omar) had been there before, he had never fished there, so it was virgin water to us all. After a long three hour drive south of Cordoba, we began driving on a dirt road for another 30+ minutes. Finially, we arrived at a locatioin with many private cabins. Of course we found the owner of a five cabin estate and asked permission to cross his land to the river. He was very nice, and even gave us directions to a good entry point. The lucky dog lives there year round.

Underwater... John said he thought the river looked a little steril. Nope, the only one steril is John.

This is Omar, the host, fishing away!

This is what down south they call "Trucha de Arco Iris" Rainbow trout!

The GPS fishing prediction called for excelleng fishing, and it was. The "langostas", spanish for grasshoppers, were thick. This was the fly of choice that hooked many a fish. I was fishing alongside Omar most of the time, which did slow me down a bit, but I still caught a plethora of Trucha de Arco Iris, Rainbow trout. We fished for about three hours. Poor Omar didn't catch a single fish. I felt so bad. He was a great host, and I wish he had caught at least something.
Most of the fish were small, ranging from 6 to 12 inches. Just take a look at the pics.
Aside from fishing, the whole trip there was awesome. I even got to go back up to my mission area.

From the hotel in Cordoba!

Argentine Resevoir Vista

Half Way

It's only the end of April, and I'm already half way to my total fishing days in 06. It may well be a good year this year!

After the Mickster called yesterday and talked excitedly about a possible early June trip to BS, and knowing Hanser would be fishing in Argentina, it got me all in a tissey. Like dangling a flask of rum in front of a pirate. So being the pirate I am, I ran up (just to check the water conditions) on LH Fork. Seeing the water clear and low (odd-no runoff?) and the gate unlocked.....I was off! I drove up to the Guard station, quickly rigged up and hit the water. Bugs were hatching, fish were rising..all the good stuff. End score-- fished 1 hour, landed over 10, kept 2 for dinner, and made it back before the Ms. got in a tissey herself! Ahh.....

I took no photos, but I'll post this one from my friend in Alaska...when do we go?