Bonus Brookies in the High Uintas Wilderness

It is always nice to remind yourself of the reasons that brought you to fly fishing.  Each person had a different introduction to the sport, but mine was that of a sort of secondary activity to the exploration of the pristine alpine streams and lakes of the rocky mountains that seemed to redirect my life the first time I laid eyes upon them.  Since then my interest in the sport has grown and transformed as it does with so many, from the pursuit of fish on the dry, the inevitable infatuation with big brown trout, streamer fishing in the fall, to the fickle carp.  Every now and then it does me well to step away from fishing as the focus of the adventure, but rather to seek out wild and beautiful places which may hold the added bonus of catching a fish or two...

A Great Day at Little Hole

The Green river is one of the most famous tailwaters in the west for several reasons. It has several thousand fish per mile, it's located in a beautiful steep canyon below Flaming Gorge Reservoir, it has a healthy population of insects and has plenty of wildlife along the rivers edge.We had a group we were guiding at the Falcon's Ledge that decided they wanted to fish the Green River for one of their days. We made the arrangements with Trout Creek Flies and all the boats were set. I had decided to take the group out to the Green to make sure they got there safely. I took fellow guide, Jeff Lindstrom, with me for some company.We decided that since we were going all the way out there we might as well fish ourselves. We dropped the guests off at the fly shop, met their guides and they were off....

On Hidden Waters

It’s no secret that anglers, especially fly fishermen, hold tight to their secret spots; those hidden places, just around the bend, where magic seems to happen with every cast and drift. These are your little treasures, only known to you, your best fishing buddies, and the trout that live there. These hidden waters don’t always have the biggest fish (sometimes they do) but they are the places you know best, where the trout seem to be, for once, at a disadvantage due to your familiarity with the drifts, angles, and fly preferences.Given this fact, that we all love our secret fishing spots, I’m sometimes perplexed by the unwillingness of the travelling angler to explore the less publicized waterways. You find your secret spots near home, why not when you travel?Years ago when I began my first stint as GM at Falcon’s Ledge I discovered that one of the biggest challenges...

Fly Fishing Slovenia

In September 2010 my wife and I had the rare opportunity to travel to Slovenia.  This was the culmination of many years of dreaming and researching about this country and the endemic marble trout.  I had learned about clear streams running out of the magnificent Julian Alps when I was in high school and had dreamed about fishing and hiking there since that day.  My wife, who shares my love of hiking and the outdoors, was just as eager as I to hike and explore this magnificent part of the world. Through extensive research I had found that Rok Lustrik is one of the foremost experts in Slovenia fly-fishing and got in contact with him.  He was on vacation with his family, but was kind enough to set me up with one of his best guides.  My luggage had been lost by the airline, so I had to borrow some old...

Fall Reminiscence: A Boundary Waters Tradition

As I wrote this post, I watched the transition of the Aspens that surround the lodge and crowd the trails into the Uinta’s as they yellowed brilliantly, their edges crisped by early frosts, then blackened as the nights grew consistently colder. They have since fallen, leaving the mountainside a stark, achromatic compilation of browns and deep greens now being blanketed with winter’s first snows.  With the changing seasons come some natural recollection of the past, fond memories and the recognition of the passing of time, perfectly coinciding with the reflections and gratitude that comes with the celebration of Thanksgiving.The boundary waters of northern Minnesota will forever remain a special place in my life and a catalyst of such nostalgia; the smell of rotting pines and birch leaves, the first crisp chill of fall, the solitary call of a loon that resonates across our glass lake, dissipating into a vast, wooded wilderness. As...

Small Flies for Big Trout

When I think back to my childhood fishing trips, I often recall good times fishing a local canal that was diverted from the Provo River near my home.  I remember riding my bike with my pole in hand, making sure I reached the best holes before my buddy did.  We never packed bait with us because the fields along the canal were loaded with a brown trout favorite...

New York Visits Falcon’s Ledge

This past summer we had the opportunity to host a group of guys from New York. Adam Cook, manager of the Orvis company store in Buffalo, visited us last summer with 11 other fishing managers and spent two days fishing their guts out. The goal was to show the fishing managers what fishing opportunities  Falcon's Ledge had to offer. They were able to fish a couple of different rivers for different species of fish.Adam went back to his store, put together a group of his top customers and made the trek out to Utah. This was one of the funnest groups that we've had out to the lodge. All were having such a good time and happy to be in an area where all they thought about was fishing. Having been to the lodge the summer before, Adam was able to outfit the group with all the necessary equipment for...

Dave’s Tiger Trout

Late fall in Utah is one of my favorite times of year.  The temperature is moderate during the day, the air is cool and crisp, and the brown and tiger trout get aggressive.  The beautifully-colored browns are spawning and are up in the shallows along the shore line looking for spawning areas and strike at nearly anything that gets in their territory.  The tiger trout are feeding heavily before the winter hits, but the tigers can be fickle and you can find them one day and they are gone the next.  However, I think that the challenge of tiger trout is part of the allure for me every fall.  I have found myself on many occasions in the late fall stopping and fishing for 30 minutes or an hour after work trying to hook into one of these big, beautiful fish.  One fall day I had a couple of hours...

Keoni’s Quest

[caption id="attachment_2664" align="aligncenter" width="589"] Keoni fishing pocket water[/caption] We hiked a few miles into a steep canyon on a small creek. Fishing was fast all day for smaller browns, rainbows and even a few cutthroat. It was tempting to enjoy the fast action on big dry flies, but we knew the bigger fish were going to be down deep and less likely to come to the surface.[caption id="attachment_2669" align="aligncenter" width="589"] Fishy water[/caption]We approached the deepest and most "fishy" hole on the creek and could see cutthroat feeding on a shallow muddy shelf on one side. I rigged up a dry and began picking them off one by one. My friend was fishing two heavy nymphs and dredged the main current with great success including several very nice browns. After 15 fish (yes, 15 fish!) from the same hole, we decided to rest the hole and have lunch.[caption id="attachment_2677" align="aligncenter" width="614"] Higa's...