Ended up with me, Hirschhunter, larry long shadows, On the Guad and a freind of his Craig.
I've paddled with each before, but it was everybody elses first time to meet. One thing I love about putting up an invite is you get to meet people you would have never met otherwise and enjoy our passion of paddling and fishing.
The gang getting started-
It was overcast but not too cold or wet, perfect for fishing.
Everybody probably knows by now that I love catching those big drum we have on the Colorado, and I wasn't disappointed. When we got to the first good fishing area a few bass were caught, then I got a good hit. An 18"er.
Shortly another good hit. A 24"er.
I look over and On the Guad is fighting a good fish.
A perfect specimen about 4.5#
Then I got another big hit, a bronze 22"
I don't know how many fish came out of that spot, a bunch.
Beve gave us a clue - dark colored jigs.
I did'nt take as many photos as usual, and didn't get many photos of other peoples fish, so ya'll post them up.
Water was clear with a flow and not much scraping the bottom, still looks like winter but you can see a little green in spots.
A few of my interesting fish-
Beautiful Guad x Smallmouth - look at the size of the tail, perfect for living in swift water.
A golden Guad hybrid- fat
This is one of the coolest looking fish I've caught in a long time-
It only had one eye, didn't seem to handicap it at all. Hit hard and put up a great fight.
With those markings, I'd say it has lots of SM genes.
We made it to the big island around 4:30, got the tents up and a fire started and relaxed and visited.
Dinner time came soon enough- we always eat good - here's mine
Relaxing by the fire-
After all that food and the days trip I found myself ready for bed earlier than usual.
There was rain in the forcast after mid-night and for the morning. I heard a little shower in the middle of the night and we had a small one just at sunrise but not much at all.
A hearty breakfast of eggs, sausage and bacon got me going. On a trip a while back Uncle Buss taught me a trick for eggs camping. Egg Beaters, in the little milk carton. I had southwestern flavor. Makes excellent eggs and easy to pack.
Time to hit the river. Beautiful day, first time in a long time I could roll up my sleeves.
Oddly the fishing wasn't as good as I expected. The water is still cold. I'd guess the low 60's, and the sun was out and pushed them tight to the cover.
But some fish were caught
Larry is a fly fisherman, he got out and did a little wading on a creek-
The flow was moving pretty good and shot us back to the take-out by 1:30 or so.
I tell you, this was one enjoyable trip with some really cool people.
I know I'll be fishing with each of ya'll again soon.
OK, Everybody tell your tale.