Monday, November 30, 2009
Do you want to see winter flows in South Boulder Creek? Want to eliminate the fall fish kills when flows go to zero at the end of the irrigation season? Then you need to participate in the public hearings Denver Water has scheduled for public comment regarding the enlargement of Gross Reservoir. Normally, we would not be supporting the creation or enlargement of dam works but this project is an exception. Denver’s enlargement of Gross Reservoir is for storage of existing Denver water rights. As mitigation of the flooding of public lands, Denver has agreed to provide a 5,000 acre ft. environmental which will be used to create minimum winter flows on South Boulder Creek. The cities of Boulder and Lafayette are drafting an operational agreement which will provide 7cfs from Gross to South Boulder Rd. through the winter months. The agreement will also provide a minimum of 3fcs all the way to the Middle Boulder Creek confluence. This section of the creek has been dewatered for over fifty years. Detailed below is the Denver Water press release. Please come out and show your support and create a lasting legacy of instream flows for South Boulder Creek.
Please plan to attend the meeting in person Tuesday evening or send comments to the blog we can print and present at the meeting.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wishing you all a Happy Thanksgiving from the staff over at FRA. Remember always get the biggest bird that you can and invite all your closest friends over to enjoy it!
Also keep in mind that FRA is doing a Black Friday shopping special!
We are offering $30 off a purchase of $200 or more. This is the perfect time to stock up on holiday gifts. Shop online here and enter the code BLACKOUT upon checkout or head into the shop for more savings. This is a one day sale that ends at 12pm on the 27th of November.
Have a great day and enjoy good eats and lots of drinks!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
As we rigged our rods the sun began to crest over the white mountains and the river began to steam in the long golden light. Within the first three casts boom, a nice brown. This first brown was followed by fish after fish after fish. The landing area became crowded with all of us hooking up. Just as quickly as the bit turned on it turned off, we warmed our wet cold hands, and broke ice from off our our rode guides.
The action continued to slow in the afternoon and then the bite was back, a hatch of beatis were erratically coming off and the fish were back. Another few nice ones and it was time to head out. Those few nice fish included two twenty three inchers and Andy managed to land a nice twenty-six inch female. Dreams do in fact come true. Until the season begins to change out of winter I will continue to stir in my sleep wanting more.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Mike creates these new original paintings with digital brushes that are custom replicas of brushes he uses in his studio. These new paintings are created using his unique style and the techniques that have taken him forty years to perfect...click here for additional information.
There are no restrictions other than the photo must include a fish (any species). The image file(s) (you may submit more than one) must be in a JPG or TIFF format and of good quality. The FRA staff will vote on the submissions and the winners will be announced in the April News Magazine. Entries must be received on or before March 15, 2010. Click here to attach your photo to an email.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
We awoke the next morning, still hazy from the night before, and immediately made our way to the river. When we arrived, there were six cars in the first parking lot, so we decided to stop at the second lot. There were only two cars in the second lot, so we decided to stay.
We approached the river with great anticipation and made our way to our first hole. When we walked up, I noticed a nice Brown Trout hugging the bank and feeding on something under the water. I "sight fished" him for about an hour before he took a size 16 orange egg pattern. After a long fight, he was int he net. Almost immediately after that, my friend was in a battle with a nice Rainbow. We thought this was going to be one of our best days of fishing in a while. After the sun came up more, and 10:00 rolled around, our luck began to run out. The river was loaded with people, it became less intimate, and the fish retreated into the depths. The rest of Saturday was spent drinking beer on the river and watching pods of beautiful Kokanee (which were all over the river).
The next day, we woke up early (once again) and headed to the river for "round two". This time the first parking lot was empty. We saw this as a great opportunity and immediately headed to the most popular holes right next to the road. We watched as Kokanee pushed up the river and managed a couple dead drifting egg patterns. After the sun came up all the way, and 10:00 rolled around, our luck began to run out for a second time. The river became crowded and the fish got smart.
Just before we left, I had remembered Rob (from Front Range Anglers) had suggested dead drifting and stripping an egg sucking leech. He said this would attract some huge hits from some real hogs. My friends wanted to head back to Boulder, but I was still determined to land a monster (Since I knew they were in there). I tied on the egg sucking leech as my friends pulled the car up. I began dead drifting the leech under the road/bridge. After a few casts, I saw a large body come out from some rocks and take a look a t my fly. It only took one more cast before I saw his white mouth open and felt my rod almost fly out of my hand. I had hooked into the biggest Brown Trout of my life. I proceeded to fight him for about five minutes under the road, and then another five minutes after I pulled him from under the road. We eventually landed him; the fist pumps and screams began almost immediately.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Upon my arrival to the river I realize that this is not my same lover that I have memories of, she has unexpectedly changed. The river is low, running at 190 cfs, this exposes its many features that are normally kept hidden from strangers, it is like looking into the hollow bones of a rotten corpse.
This might not be bad I think to myself, it will consolidate the fish. This might have been true if I had found a fish, it might have had a friend or two with it. Instead my day was spent walking the wide shoulders of her banks frantically looking, searching for what I had known the river to be.
It did not seem to matter what the fly pattern or how it was presented, how great the riffle, the run, or the hole. The water had dropped and with that my hopes of returning to the river that I knew so well washed away, leaving me behind on the sandy banks.
The day might have been a failure as far as fishing is concerned, but the company of good friends, sunshine, and a stunning landscape offsets what ever negativity that I may have associated with the fishing. We left the river bewildered, confused, and our tails dragged between our legs as we journyed out of the canyon. This did not mean that the day was lost or a failure, it was a day that humbled all of us. Life is a gift and when we learn we grow, that is the lesson for me this week. Take away the best parts of your day and leave behind what you can not change, leave behind your expectations.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Moral of the story get out and fish!
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
I fish this as the bottom fly on any type of setup.
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