Chasing Chrome

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Heading North to the Pere Marquette river with Doc. Driving through the storm on our way to chase some chrome steelhead. The report is that the fish are in and they are hot. We’re going to see if we can’t play with a few and enjoy this warm spring weather.

Tight lines,

PT

Chasing Chromers With PT

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Nothing quite like enjoying a beautiful spring day fly fishing for steelhead with my brother. Always a good time.

Tight Lines,

Opie

The Mighty Mo

I finally got to get out to chase some Steelhead on the beautiful Muskegon river. It was a great day and we even caught a few fish.
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Luat was very happy with this sucker… Maybe because it was his first fish of the day?
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He redeemed himself with this amazing wintered over steelhead!
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It always nice to get out and fish.

Tight lines

PT

Crazy Fishin’

Well any of ya’ll who have been reading our blog, watching our videos or reading Team FLG tweets know that first and foremost that we like to have a good time.

That being said…today’s post comes from a fellow outdoorsman that enjoys the outdoors and having a good laugh as much as we do.  Let me present the always funny Owl Jones from owljones.com and fishnewsdaily.com.

For the Love of the Game

crazy fishing

The Always Effective "Blend" Technique

His head was just above water, and I wondered how he was keeping his balance with that much water trying to push him downstream. One arm was held high and toward the far bank as he desperately tried to get enough momentum to swing a double-shot-two-nymph-rig a few feet upstream. The trout were deep, and the only way to get to them from was to wade deep. But up to your neck? I questioned the sanity of such a move, but kept my mouth shut. If he could stand there in that kind of current and still try to cast, I sure didn’t want him coming after me!

People do silly things for fishing, while fishing, and just to get to the fish they want. This guy is just one example of either bravery or stupidity that we’ve all seen over the years. Or, maybe it’s an example of bravery or stupidity that we’ve even done ourselves at some point?

When I was 17 years old, a friend of ours from church took us trout fishing for the very first time. He was our youth Pastor and he knew where to go, when to go, and what to use for bait. We didn’t know how to begin to fish for trout, coming from the flat lands of middle Georgia and we went along with everything he suggested we do. Some of the things he did not suggest were felt-soled boots, a wading staff, waders, sun-glasses, bug-spray and a first aid kit.

On the way to the creek, all we heard were stories of adventure and abundant trout. “They aren’t big, but there are plenty of them” he said. Unfortunately, for us there were only a few that weekend. But we did manage to climb over slippery, moss covered logs 20 feet above the creek, get ourselves lost, sit through two thunderstorms, eat some bad eggs, drink unpurified water and be sick for a week afterwards…..all for a few little trout. Stupidty? Perhaps. It surely wasn’t bravery.

The Trout-Time Continuum

There are times on the river while fly fishing for Trout where there seems to be a breaking of the Time-Space Continuum and we travel to a place where time slows to a crawl. The river slows and almost stops when the trout first sees your fly and slowly rises from his lair to gulp your fly from the surface, there are no thoughts only actions in slow motion. At the moment the trout closes his mouth on your fly a time slingshot launches you into warp speed as you lock into an epic battle with one of natures finest creations. Whether the fish is landed or not there is a brief period of awe and disbelief as the fish swims away to resume his beautiful life and time slowly returns to normal. You take a minute to get your wits about you and relish the moment but then you have to try for just one more. Because after you’ve felt that feeling you have opened pandora’s box and you don’t ever want to let it go.  At least that is how i feel while fly fishing.

I just wanted to share with ya’ll a few of my favorite pictures from our 2011 Yellowstone Fly Fishing Adventure before we get into Salmon season and other pursuits like chasing monster Whitetail bucks.

We shared a lot of great times with good friends and caught some amazing trout and for that i consider myself a blessed man.

Enjoy…..

Opie

The Boys Hanging Out Streamside After a Long Day Fishing

Doc's First Cutthroat Trout on a Dry Fly

PT with a Nice Cutty From the Cliffs of Doom

Opie with a Hard Earned Monster Cutthroat

Luat with a Monster Rainbow from Trout Lake

The FLG Crew

p.s. If you want to check out a bunch photos from the trip you can head on over to our flickr page by clicking here.

Tangling With Monsters

Well we put together a short video with some of our Yellowstone National Park fly fishing highlights. We had a phenomenal trip and shared some great time on the stream together. I can’t wait to head out there again next year with all of our friends to chase more monster Cutthroat Trout with tiny flies once again.

Without our family and friends to share them with our experience are lessened in their magnitude.

Tight Lines,

Opie