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Summer Steelhead Update

October 10, 2014 By Nick Rowell 1 Comment

As the summer transitions into fall I catch myself reflecting back over the bulk of the summer steelhead season, and looking forward to what the winter might bring. But, before that I enjoy what I think is one of the coolest times of the year to be out and about in Oregon.  The leaves turning from green to all different shades of yellow, orange, and red and the heat of long summer days giving way to the crisp foggy mornings of fall. In the Deschutes canyon the days get colder and shorter, the october caddis come out in clouds, and the Big Horn Sheep start making their presence more and more known. It is not uncommon to see rams squaring off with one another and smashing heads for the right to mate. No matter how many times I  see this, it never fails to amaze me.

This season so far has been a bit of a roller coaster ride as far as fishing success goes. We’ve had some excellent fishing as well as some real tough fishing, but overall the size of the fish has been awesome. I’ve seen a couple of monsters hooked this season, and even had a couple real good ones get landed. Though I think there are more productive times of the year to fish for summer steelhead, the fall is my favorite. Not just because of the beautiful scenery. The fall tends to bring out some of the biggest summer steelhead of the year, also there tends to be more wild fish around. With this seasons fish size seeming to be a bit bigger, I can’t help but wait to see what the fall will bring us. You may have to search a little longer and harder to find the fish, but it can be well worth it!

Here’s a couple of random photos I thought were cool from the summer steelhead season so far…. Enjoy!

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Joe with his first steelhead, and a good one!

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Perfect looking fish, not a scale missing

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A skater eating steelie on my new favorite set-up. The 13′ 1″ 6 weight Onyx and the 6/7 Aerohead. If you haven’t tried it, you should!

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Donkey Fish

September 18, 2014 By Ken Jones Leave a Comment

Please allow me to introduce you to one of the most powerful saltwater fly fishing gamefish of all time: DONKEY Jack Crevalle!

While drifting over massive underwater structures, it can be difficult to determine which fish you have hooked into initially. Mullet and menhaden fly patterns produced large jacks today and can even draw strikes from Ling (a.k.a cobia). Unfortunately, no Ling were sighted today. The tides were slightly outgoing early this morning and had the water cloudy near the normal structures where we find these monster fish. Nonetheless, I was extremely happy to have had this Beulah Bluewater 13/15wt paired with Hatch Outdoors 9+ in my hands when this donkey sized jack crevalle ate my fly today because upon the hookset this fish took off like a rocket and headed for Mexico! 8 minutes later this massive jack was in my hands. And that is why I fish Beulah Saltwater rods. Power when you need it yet light enough to cast ofr long periods

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Texas Tarpon Rodeo

September 17, 2014 By Ken Jones Leave a Comment

TARPON!

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Perma-Grins after 3 days of Fly Fishing for Tarpon

…the word alone sends chills down most people’s spine and makes the hair on their neck stand at attention. For me, a wide range of emotions flood me like an Autumn tide at just the thought of tarpon all the way from excitement to anxiety.

This is one fish that can make people weak in the knees, jump for joy and cringe in fear all in the same day. Knowing the odds are not in your favor when fly fishing for these beasts is textbook and is certainly the wide range of emotions you experience that keeps one coming back for more and more.

Most humans strive daily to find a sense of accomplishment, but the mighty tarpon always feels accomplished. Standard units of measure seem not apply to this fish, as it is constantly exceeding expectations and absolutely fascinating its audience simply upon appearance.

Lady luck doesn’t discriminate either, and oftentimes her attraction is not always towards the experienced but she is certainly attracted to skill. And this is where last week’s client, Adrian, enters the scene stage left on a referral from a trusted fly fishing contact in Dallas. Adrian and I talk extensively for months leading up to the trip and I tell Adrian how to prepare himself physically and mentally and he booked without hesitation a multi-day trip tarpon trip with me hoping to scratch this species off his bucket-list.

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Hooked Up

One day just isn’t enough when fishing for tarpon and even with Lady Luck in your shirt pocket you might only need one day, but come on, this is Monsieur Tarpon we are talking about here! Multiple days is not only what it takes, but it is what you need even if you succeed to land your first tarpon the first day, there is no doubt you are going to twitch uncontrollably until you get another. And, Adrian did just that. Coming from the West Coast and being used to casting heavily forward weighted shooting heads Adrian was comfortable with my 11wt Beulah Fly Rod in hand and I instantly knew after his first cast that he had good chances of hooking his first tarpon with acceptable odds of landing it.

We spent the morning warming up the brain and getting into position we stop in a few likely spots, nail some fun lady fish and by the afternoon we were strapped into our Korker’s CastTrax. Sure-footed we ventured out on the rocks really warmed up and ready to put a hurtin’ on some fish. At one point standing on the highest rock I can find to get a good view far out into the water I notice a large sandy brown spot the size of a pickup truck and it appears to be moving left to right.

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First redfish on fly for Adrian and its a beauty!

I holler down to Adrian who is lower to the water that there is a big school of redfish out there and have him cast straight out as far as he can. His fly lands 5-feet short and just behind the leading fish when suddenly one peels off from the school and snatches his fly. “SET SET SET” I shout and instinctively Adrian does, coming tight to a nice 29-30 inch redfish.

Having knocked this one off his list we move farther out into the macro-chasm of granite and begin scouting intently straining our eyes to see rolling tarpon that might not even be there.

Then it happened. That magic witching hour fell upon us and tarpon began to appear in a place where the moderately stiff wind direction was not exactly in our favor but the tide had just turned and the presence of bait was right. So, this is where skill came into play, and Adrian adapted to the wind angles nicely, adjusting his stance and casting stroke to make it safe to cast a 3/0 tarpon fly. Before long he had his first strike, just below the water’s surface but shallow enough to see 3 feet of flashy silver flanks. “Oooohhh! What was that?” Adrian asks… “Tarpon!!!” I exclaim. Another cast goes out, and in just a few strips of the fly Adrian grunts and instantly a 10 pound tarpon leaps into the air cartwheeling and back flipping multiple times.

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20-25lb Silver King

He hoots and holler’s aloud and I have Adrian move into a good landing position so I can avoid the 2ft surf washing against the rocks so the fish doesnt get injured so much and where I can leader and unhook the fish returning its freedom without hesitation.

Night falls quickly when you’re having fun jumping tarpon and we continue to fish. Tensions build as our eyes adjust to the last of sunlight and then Adrian hooks another fish. This time it is a 4 foot tarpon close to 60-pounds and only 20 feet from the rod tip. Instantly it leaps directly away from us with lightning fast reflexes on the hook-set. Unfortunately this fish comes unbuttoned and back to casting we go still hootin’ and hollerin and throwing out high-fives with glee. A little while later and as the tide peaks we move around to the other side and Adrian sets the hook on another tarpon, a respectable 3 footer which we land and take a quick photo.

Then as the tides change again the bite dies off, we decide to retire for the night and hit it again in the morning hoping the tide will turn’em on again but this time the tide wasn’t exactly the same. So we spent the 2nd morning casting blind in all the likely spots but the tarpon were just not there and probably had moved farther out with the falling tide. This is “fishing” of course, so we turn our sights to other species and continue fishing hoping to tie into a redfish or another species.

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South Texas Snook on Fly

As Adrian is working a productive hole, he gets a massive strike from a fish we cannot see, and it pulls down the 11wt rod with a considerable bend but there is no jumping from the fish. As Adrian fights to keep the fish out of the rocks, the creature surfaces and we see right away that it is a snook! Now that’s a nice and rare fish and another species stricken from his bucket list.  We spend the afternoon changing locations and resting up and refueling our bodies, we talk about the final day’s plans.

On the morning of the 3rd day, I call Adrian an hour early and tell him that our plans to fish for redfish on the flats have changed and that we need to scramble to get in on another tarpon bite going off. Having literally 200+ tarpon flies in the box, there only seemed to be one or two tarpon fly patterns that the silver king wanted to eat that week and after two days of hardcore fly fishing I had run out of copies losing them to the unforgiving rocks and tearing them up to hungry fish.

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20 minutes to GO TIME!!!

Luckily I tie all my own flies and I had tied a few more copies of the pattern at 5am earlier that morning to make sure we had what we needed to get the job done on the final day. Again, and without hesitation, Adrian said “Hell yeah! Let’s go!” and we geared up with red bull and donuts heading to the next tarpon spot with our tackle and enough food and water to get us through a potential 12-hour day. As we arrive on the scene, our eyes turn to the water, scanning to-and-fro looking for the tell-tale sign of Poon-anny.

Not seeing much at first, I explain to Adrian that tarpon do not have to “roll or gulp air” and that they certainly do this in areas with low oxygen levels but that they may also roll just for fun, or to look for humans to torture above the water’s surface. Additionally, some of their rolls are aggressive and obviously intended to kill their food. I continue to give hope and explain that even though we may not see any tarpon, there is good chance that they are there and it is only a matter of time before we get bitten. As the sun finishes freeing itself of the cloudy horizon we begin to see some tarpon roll. Occasionally we see a tarpon make an aggressive roll and this jump-starts the twitch in us again and we make a short move down and to the side where I can see another pod of fish rolling. Adrian begins casting and retrieving with faith the special fly that had worked so well over the previous two days.

By the time Adrian had made his 5th cast in this other spot, Adrian yells “FISH ON!!!” and BOOOM!!! the line goes tight while an absolute beast emerges from the water shaking his head back and forth so violently that water is spraying 30 feet out to the sides.

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Guess I need to beef it up to 50-lb leader with 30-turn bimini twist and a 100-lb bite tippet!!!

The creature’s massive mouth was agape and big enough to fit a 5-gallon bucket. I could see the freshly tied fly firmly planted in the top right lip near the corner. In the same nano-second the fish ejects its entire body from the water and flies through the air in the direction of the horizon, Adrian holds on tight and does a phenomenal job of clearing the fly line to get the fish on the Hatch 9+ reel and then clearing his hands from the blazing fast 50-lb backing as it peels off the reel faster than a super sonic jet! The lassoed GIANT Tarpon leaps 3 more times as it covers one hundred yards in the blink of an eye with our line in tow and on the 3rd jump she lands on the leader and shreds the 30-lb bimini twisted tippet separating our connection. Having just witnessed this and getting several good looks at it, I conservatively estimated this fish at 6+ feet and over 150-lbs and actually closer to 7-feet and weighing nearly 200-lbs.

Reeling in the slack line we exchanged several high-fives, handshakes and even a hug or two with enormous memories flooding our mind’s eye as the adrenaline continued to course through our veins. Under my breath I think to myself… “Well!!! That is it! Certainly this fish cannot be topped today!. Yet, with shaking hands and knees, we continue to fish non-stop for another 4 hours in an attempt to connect with another tarpon but in fact, this gigantic fish had taken the very last copy of that magic fly which had worked so well. The Airflo Tropical Tarpon Lines performed flawlessly and gave solid hooksets on every fish!

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Hatch Reels withstand all the abuse you can dish out

Retiring for the late afternoon, Adrian and I visit a local watering hole to have a really ice cold beer and reminisce about the last 3-days of fishing. I congratulate Adrian on a job well done and that he is a seriously lucky fisherman for having hooked such as massive tarpon on his 3rd and final day of fishing with me.

Immensely proud of Adrian, it is a true privilege to be able to work as a professional fly fishing guide who not only gets to take people fishing but that I am able to witness so many “firsts” for my clients such as their first redfish, first tarpon, first snook, and first GIANT Tarpon. To experience the rarest of rare moments with them is pure ecstasy and sharing in their enthusiasm, joy and excitement gives me the sense of accomplishment that I spent so long to find.

Thank You Adrian for being such a great fisherman and fantastic guest and a BIG CONGRATULATIONS to you for all of your exceptional catches while fishing with me! I cannot wait to see you again next year for the next Fall Migration of our Gulf of Mexico Tarpon!!!

P.S. Everyone… The first week of November is available for another multi-day tarpon trip. Call me ASAP to get in on this action before the run is over!!!

Keeping the hooks sharp,
Captain Ken Jones
361-500-2552
Port Aransas, TX
USCG Licensed
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Small creeks, cutthroat, and river wolves

August 9, 2014 By Mark Martin Leave a Comment

Like in an old, classic song, it’s summer time, and the living’s easy…as least as long as you’re not a westslope cutthroat in range of my drift boat.  If you were, the living would get harder for the minute or two immediately after you ate that little hopper fly, and then get easier from there (albeit with a sore lip).  In other words, right now, the guiding’s easy in the hinterlands of Idaho.   While others on their storied tailwaters are stressing out over matching their hatches, we’re a long, long ways from the fly shop, educating a lot of medium-sized native trout with a few larger ones thrown in to keep it interesting.  Sometimes it looks like this:

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But more often, it’s like this:

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…and that’s okay. Because I’m mostly teaching absolute beginners how to fish, and it’s a cool bonus that they get to learn how to catch fish while they’re at it.  And also because usually it looks like this all around:

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Anyways, that’s the short story of what’s happening on the clock.  Off the clock, I’m staying off the beaten path and trying to find the bullies of the schoolyard.   I’m using a rod that spans most of the way across the creeks I’m fishing, but after weeks of dog-day heat, those creeks are where the cold water is.  And where the cold water is, the river wolf will be also.   Fishing a 9’9” rod on a 15-foot-wide creek, it’s not easy to stay out of the bankside foliage, but it’s worth it, since every now and then (and not very seldom, either) this sort of thing here happens:

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….and I like to be prepared when it does.

I’m talking about heavy tube streamers twitched through plunge pools, beers hidden in the creek at the trailhead, and not seeing another  Chaco or wading-boot track all day.    I’m talking about a huge gill-flaring ambush from a top level predator.   You can have Silver Creek, the South Fork, the Henry’s, AND the Madison, just for good measure.  Or whatever you want.  I’ll take….well, I’ll never tell their names or where they are, but I’ll take my little secret-squirrel creeks any day.  For their remoteness, for their solitude, for their beauty, and for the large, carnivorous fish they often hold.

On a sort of side-note, the Middle Fork last week looked like this for a day after a stiff rain:

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My like-minded brethren (and sistren) will know what this makes me think of, which is this right here:

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And there are only another few short months before that happens.  In between, though, my visions of the future include plenty more cutthroat for the rest of August and all through September, bull trout returning voraciously from spawning grounds, summer steelhead in the Idaho and Oregon high desert country, and fat-ass wild rainbows eating swung bunny muddlers.  Between now and next time, somewhere in there is where I’ll be….though not, necessarily, where you can find me.

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Here are some facts…

June 28, 2014 By Eric Ishiwata 1 Comment

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Zach Olmeda, US Army (Retired)

Here are some facts:

1.  Between 2001 and 2013, my life was pretty comfortable.

2.  During that same period, 2.5 million service men and women were deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan.

3.  Of those, ~700,000 have some degree of officially recognized disability directly related to their service.

4.  Fly fishing has proven remarkably helpful in the physical and emotional rehabilitation of wounded veterans.

Regardless of one’s opinion about the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, it’s impossible to ignore the needs of those who served while the rest of us were living (and presumably fishing) in relative comfort.  The ongoing travesties at the Department of Veterans Affairs are beyond most of our control, but there are some simple, concrete ways that fly fishers can make a difference.

This past winter, Zach Mertens at Idylwilde Flies put me in contact with Zach Olmeda.  Olmeda had plans to pass through Colorado mid-June and Mertens asked if I could show him some water.  The details were a little fuzzy–I knew Olmeda was retired Army, an Iraq vet, and working through some injuries.  I also knew he was a burgeoning fly fanatic due in large part to the programs provided by Warriors & Quiet Waters.  After a couple calls eariler this month, Olmeda and I arranged to meet at Delaney Buttes, where we proceeded to fish our butts off over the course of two days.

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Z. Olmeda casually putting on a clinic

It’s tempting to wrap up experiences like this in the well-tread rhetoric of “patriotism,” “honor,” and “humility,” but the reality was we were just two dudes catching trout, having a blast in a beautiful setting.  Pretty simple.  In fact, it was way easier that I would have ever guessed.  Vets and veteran groups are everywhere–it doesn’t take much to make some calls and go fishing.

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Platinum 9’6″ 6wt and a #10 Olive Pine Squirrel Leech

Additionally, there are a number of fantastic individuals, organizations, and companies who are working to introduce veterans–wounded or otherwise–to our sport.  Below is a list of those who have supported Zach.  These folks put their time and resources where their mouths are, so it wouldn’t hurt to “vote with your dollars,” patronize their businesses when possible, and maybe say thanks for the positive impact they’ve had on Zach and hundreds of other fly fishing vets like him.

  • Joe Esparza, Jo Borowski, and Jim Borowski at Warriors & Quiet Waters
  • Zach Mertens at Idylwilde Flies
  • Dave Kumlin at Troutfitters in Bozeman, MT
  • Simms Fishing Products
  • Galvan Fly Reels
  • James Shaughnessy at Beulah Fly Rods
  • Thanks also to St. Peter’s Fly Shop in Fort Collins, CO for the hat and loaner float tubes.

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Zach, releasing

I’m fully aware that two days on the water will never make things “even,” just as I understand that fishing alone cannot heal all wounds.  But friendships forged on the water are pretty special and I’m looking forward to fishing with Zach again–and maybe watching him land the absolute bruiser that snapped his 8lb tippet like it was 6x.

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Early Summer Stillwaters

June 6, 2014 By Eric Ishiwata Leave a Comment

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Beulah Platinum 9’6″ 6wt: no problems protecting 5x tippet

A couple springs back, I was fortunate enough to float the famed Grey Reef section of the North Platte River. My buddy Jin had some guide trips lined up and invited me to serve as a “guinea pig” while he worked out the fly selection for his upcoming clients. Armed with an indicator, split shot, and Jin’s methodical sequencing of bugs (annelids, leeches, scuds, and midges), the seven-hour float ended up being a dizzying blur of 16-22” fish. While part of the credit belongs to the quality of the fishery, a lion’s share of the day’s success can be attributed to the irrefutable fishiness of a “pro’s pro” kind of guide.

The sad fact is, I don’t remember a single detail about any of fish we landed. I remember laughing a ton, losing a bag of chips to the wind, but most of all, staring doggedly at an orange Ping-Pong ball while floating past what was presumably beautiful country. That is what I dislike about indicator nymphing. I understand why it has become so popular–it flat out produces–but I can never shake the feeling that the quantity of fish comes at the expense of the quality of my overall experience. At this stage in my fishing life, I’m looking for fishing to be something more than “chucking and ducking” and “ripping lips.”

That is why you will never find me fishing with indicators…well, except for right now.  From late-April until early-July, I become obsessed with stillwaters and my preferred method is hanging chironomid pupae under a bobber. There is one man to blame for this sickness: Brian Yamauchi. For those in the dark, all you need to know is Brian is that guy–when others are averaging 3-5 fish per hour, he’s the guy catching fish nonstop.  And, on those days when others are struggling, Yamauchi is still the guy catching fish nonstop. He was once ambushed by a Fish & Game warden while fishing an “artificials only” lake; after observing his catch-rate from afar, the warden was convinced Brian must have been using some kind of bait. Skills.

Six years ago, Brian took me under his wing and shared his deadly techniques for early summer stillwaters. I’m still well below Yamauchi status, but occasionally luck into a decent fish all the same. While a number of Yamauchi’s photos, flies, and techniques are featured in Takahashi and Hubka’s book, Modern Midges, these are what I’ve found to be the three most important take-aways:

1. Yamauchi’s Chironomid Pupa: the only flies Brian fishes.  He may experiment with size (either #14 or #16) or color (either brown or olive), but if he is fishing stillwaters, you can bet these flies are at the end of his line. I may mix in an occasional scud or leech, but I’d never show up at a lake without them. Tie them or buy them and thank Brian later.

2. 5x fluorocarbon tippet: essential for a stealthy presentation.  As long as you have a rod with a forgiving tip and solid backbone, 5x is plenty strong to land trophy fish.  Also, be sure to attach your flies with a non-slip mono loop knot so they achieve that natural “hang.”

3. Keep things shallow: Brian sets his flies 3 to 7 feet below his indicator. This runs counter to a lot of other stillwater experts, but I follow his rule religiously and have never been let down. I’m sure that later in the summer (mid-July to September) there’s a need to run flies deeper, but by then, the lakes’ mosquitoes are intolerable and I’ve moved on to throwing dries on freestones anyway.

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Brian Yamauchi: crushing while others (namely, me) struggle

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Rivers are blown…

May 19, 2014 By Eric Ishiwata Leave a Comment

…time to hit the lakes.

 

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Rod: Platinum 9’6″ 6wt

Leader: 10′ Polyleader (clear intermediate)

Tippet: 3′ of 8lb fluoro

Fly: #10 Pine Squirrel Leech (black with chartreuse bead)

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Summer Dries

May 11, 2014 By Eric Ishiwata Leave a Comment

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Summer dry fly season has begun! I tried matching-the-hatch with a #20 baetis dry but all these browns wanted was #12 Strange Wool Parachute.

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Ish’s Strange Wool Para

(Photo from Takahashi and Hubka’s forecoming book, Modern Terrestrials)

Rod: Platinum 8’8″ 4wt

Line: Airflo Super-Dri Elite 4wt

Leader: 9′ 5x tapered leader + 2′ 5x mono

Fly: #12 Strange Wool

*****

Aggressive surface eats. Big, bushy dries. What more could you ask for? Well, how about no more snow…

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Protubed Vanilla Bugger

May 6, 2014 By Eric Ishiwata Leave a Comment

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Mark Boname’s Vanilla Bugger is a killer pattern that I have never fished. Chalk it up to stubbornness or stupidity, but I’ve never found bugger-style flies to be particularly lively on the swing. Don’t get me wrong, their stiff body hackles are certified-deadly on the strip, but under the constant pressure of a dead swing, buggers end up looking pretty wooden.

Curiosity finally got the best of me and I recently set out to see if I could steal borrow the best attributes of the VB (its size and color scheme) and combine them with the best characteristics of swing-style streamers (a tear-drop profile, flowing hackles, and a weapon of a stinger hook).

I began by converting the standard bugger over to a Pro Sport Fisher Nano Tube. The benefits of tubes are well-publicized; the most significant being they allow you to use the deadliest hook in the game: www.gamakatsu.com/fishing-hooks.php?pid=1014. I then added some “swimability” by lengthening the marabou tail, oversizing the collar and body hackles, and replacing the standard cone with a Pro Tube Ultra Sonic Disc. Last, to keep the fly swinging in “the zone,” I added a tungsten Raw Weight, which I hid between the body hackle and the collar.

I test drove this “new” variant last week using my Platinum 8wt Switch with 9′ of T-11, 4′ of 6lb Maxima to the Protubed VB, and 2′ of 6lb Maxima to a Kool Herc (white/dun/red). The results were impressive. While I couldn’t say for certain that those fish wouldn’t have just as readily grabbed a standard VB, the hook advantage of the Gamakatsu Octopus was undeniable. I went 7 for 7 with the Protubed VB and never once worried about the hook being thrown or bent. Confidence.

Protubed VB:

Tube: Pro Sport Fisher Nano Tube (clear) + Medium Pro Hook Guide (clear)

Tail: Marabou blood quills (cream or tan) + 2 strands of Midge Flash (pearl)

Body: Wool yarn (cream) + Whiting Farm Bugger Pack (golden badger) + wire rib (gold)

Weight: Pro Sport Fisher Raw Weight (med)

Collar: Whiting Farms Brahma Hen (golden straw)

Head: Pro Sport Fisher Ultra Sonic Disc (med; gunmetal)

Hook: Gamakatsu Octopus #6

 

A Protubed Thin Mint worked as well…

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And, bycatch on the Herc…

kool herc walleye

 

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Musky Country is now ‘Ice Free’!

April 16, 2014 By Brad Bohen Leave a Comment

About the time ol Bubba Watson was pulling own is Green Jacket down in Augusta the River Flambeau out behind the new MCO headquarters cut loose its ice cover!  We Rejoice!!
Flowing water is a sight to behold after the longest, coldest and snowiest winter in Wisconsin recorded history!! Musky season officially begins on the last Saturday of May.  Follow along with Musky Country Outfitters head guide and Beulah Fly Rod pro Brad Bohen this season as he plies the freshwater shark infested waters of Upper Wisco..

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