Tuesday, September 25, 2012

"Colorado Trip...Rocky Mountain High Cutthroats" - Part 2

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As hard as it was to leave the Frying pan and those monster mayflies , I think we were all looking forward to getting up in the high-country most of all. Friday morning we awoke to clear skies and a heavy dose of frost on everything in sight. The plan was to load up the truck and drive about an hour higher up in the White River national Forest and then hike two or three miles into the headwaters of one of the local drainages for some cutthroat action. The usual order of business would have been to cook up some breakfast before departing but some of the "locals" in the area had caused some problems recently which altered  our cooking plans.
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After being informed that all cooking utensils , stoves , coolers and just about everything else would need to be loaded up in the truck whenever we left camp we decided to opt for something not as time consuming for some of our meals. After a quick cup of coffee and a granola bar or two we were packed and ready to hit the road.
We arrived at the end of our road and the beginning of the real work around 9:00 in the morning. Kevin and I had fished this same drainage two years ago and the memories of the stream and those beautiful cutthroats had been drawing me back ever since.
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 The first mile or so of this stream contains a few brookies and then as the elevation rises the fish seem to just kind of disappear. My guess is that most folks don't venture much further , but if you keep pushing forward you'll come to a small five foot waterfall , and above that is where you can expect to start catching the cutthroats. It was almost 11:00 when we shed our packs and sat down in the clearing just downstream of the waterfall to gear up.
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The valley and stream itself were just as awe inspiring as I'd remembered , now to see if the fish were still there and willing to cooperate.
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The stream is relatively small up here (10,500 - 11,000 feet) and so are the fish that inhabit it , but what they lack in size they make up for in sheer beauty. It didn't take long until we were hooking up with those brightly colored specimens fairly regularly.
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Every deep pocket or pool seemed to have at least a couple of fish lurking in the dark areas just waiting to ambush our small hoppers or EHC imitations.
After a streamside lunch we spent the rest of the afternoon leap-frogging each other , taking turns flipping flies into likely looking spots and being rewarded with some of the most stunning fish I could imagine.
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It was hard to turn around and start hiking back downhill at the end of the day , but with 2 1/2 more days of fishing left we all decided that a return trip was in order regardless of what fishing we encountered elsewhere.
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That night we got back to camp late and not wanting to unpack the truck decided to head into Basalt for dinner. The Riverside Cafe was our eatery of choice and we spent the remainder of our evening sucking down beers and trying to discuss tomorrows plans over the din of loud music coming from the live band in the corner. Miles of hiking and more than enough libations made for an early night once we got back to camp , I'm not sure my head even hit the pillow before I was out!
Saturday came with a new plan of action , we needed to pick up a few items from the flyshop and re-stock our coolers with ice so it was decided that we'd go back to town and then head over to fish the Roaring Fork once we were done. Kevin and I had failed to make time to fish this freestone river flowing down from Aspen on our last trip but Ron had spent a couple of days plying it's waters several years ago and knew of several access points we could hit.
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Our first stop after leaving Basalt was Jaffe Park (I think that's right?) alongside the Roaring Fork. From the parking lot a walking trail headed upstream  , following the river for almost 4 miles until reaching the town of Aspen. To me this was the kind of water that just screamed Colorado , lots of fast runs and riffles and a bottom substrate made up of multi-colored round river rock.
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There were a few other fishermen with our same idea but surprisingly we had no problem finding vacant water to fish. It didn't take long before hooking up with a brightly colored rainbow on a size #20 red copper john dropper.
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 Between the fish and the strong current it was all my five weight could handle to bring the fish to hand. These fish that had spent their lives in the fast freestone water had more energy than ten fish from the rivers around home. With so much water available we split up and worked the likely looking spots with our nymph rigs throughout the morning , all of us catching decent numbers of fiesty rainbows.
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The only negative to the morning was when I stupidly began chasing another healthy bow downstream after hooking up , those round slick rocks don't make for much traction and the end result was a crash and burn on my part. Surprisingly I managed to land the fish despite crushing my Lamson against a boulder and busting my knees up pretty good. My first thought was... "What did I break?" , and I wasn't even thinking about my flyrod. Luckily no bones were broken , it just felt like it for the next few days every time I tried to bend my knees!
Sometime around noon we met back up in the parking lot for a quick lunch and discussed our plan for the afternoon. The fishing was good where we were but the idea of seeing new water appealed to everyone so we got out the map and found a couple of other accesses on the Fork that we could hit on the way back towards Basalt. While we caught a few more fish at the next two spots we hit , it probably wasn't as good of fishing as we had in the park.
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Sometimes the grass is greener...sometimes it's not. We ended up spending the last couple of hours in the day back on the Frying Pan trying to fool a few fish. I found a pod of small browns rising and finally managed to land a couple of them on a size #22 Parachute BWO. With that (and another cold beer) I was ready to call it a day.
Sunday would be our last full day of fishing and while the decision was tough , we decided to head back up to our cutthroat stream and spend the day in beauty and solitude. We packed lunches and anything else we might need on our backs and headed up for a full day of "Rocky Mountain High". Ron  and I decided to hike in 4 miles to a big meadow up in the valley that we hadn't seen or fished yet while Kevin hung back and fished the same waters we had hit on Friday.
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 It seemed the farther up we went , the clearer the water and the sky became. Not sure if it was the ultra-clear skinny water or just us but the fishing wasn't quite as good up high as what we'd encountered downstream a mile or so. Not that either of us minded at all , the views from up there were amazing and worth every step it took to get there regardless of the fishing!
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After wandering around up there for a while , taking photos and just basically soaking it all in we headed back down the mountain to where we knew we would find better fishing. By this time the large caddis were coming off and the little cutts were looking for them dancing across the water. If you've never experienced this kind of small mountain stream fishing...you're missing it.
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 Even now ,  I can visualize the cast...the fly plopping down on the surface of the gin-clear water...and then watching those beautiful little cutthroats come out of nowhere and follow along , an inch under your fly , sometimes the entire length of the pool before deciding to finish the deal. Simply AWESOME!!
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We left the truck before 8:00 in the morning and didn't make our way back until after 4:00 , just in time to see the falling sun light up the aspen covered hillsides down in the valley.
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With a few hours of daylight left and knowing it was our last day we stopped off and hit a few spots for small brookies on our way back to camp. High mountain cutts and brookies to finish off the trip , I don't think I could have planned it any better.
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That day always has to come , you know the one , after a week of playing like a little kid it's time to pack up the toys and head back to reality. We only planned to drive about half of the thirteen hours on Monday so we had a few more hours available to fish so it wasn't all bad. Our plan was to pack up camp and hit the road , stopping off at a couple of smaller creeks on I-70 for a few hours to finish the trip off right. On the last creek we fished before packing it in for good I landed a brown , a bow and a cutthroat all within 50 yards of each other. I knew that was as good as it was gonna get and just broke down my rod for the trip home right there. Walking back down the trail towards the truck I started thinking about the events of the last week , the fish...the scenery...the company...life is definitely good!!
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20 comments:

  1. Oh man I wish I was there with you guys! JGR

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    1. It's a beautiful place for sure , if you like to flyfish it's hard to beat Colorado for the amount of different options available.

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  2. Now that hit the spot! Nice small stream action.

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    1. Those small stream cutthroat were definitely my favorite part of the trip. The other waters are more famous and have much bigger fish but I'll take the solitude and scenery on a small mountain stream anyday myself.

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  3. Looks like you're having one heck of a great trip! =)

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    1. That we did. You folks who live out there in that beautiful state sure have it good , it was all we could do to get the vehicle headed back East towards home!!

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  4. Yeah, it's tough living in Colorado. Glad you had a terrific trip. My new motto for visitors is "Take a native fishing."

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    1. As a lifelong Kansan I really feel for you having to endure living around such beautiful country filled with trout streams and rivers around every corner!!
      I like your new motto....it'd make a good bumper sticker.

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  5. I loved this trip! You are good at planning and pulling off "epic," and this one was. Great photos--it was good to see everything you saw. I'd say this trip was a crashing success; hope your knees feel better. (I can remember some of the exact kind of knee pain of my own...)

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    1. Thanks Jim....it's hard to go wrong when you've got good friends to share the experience with and help make it a success.
      That little fall made me realize that I'm getting old...10 years ago it wouldn't have phased me but at this point in life I'm still feeling it when I crawl out of bed in the morning!!

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  6. What beautiful country! Looks like you had a great time, had wonderful company, and caught some beautiful trip. All in all can't get much better then that combination. How many days in total did you fish?

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    1. It was a great trip...we ended up fishing 4 full days and two half days. If we'd of had twice that long we still couldn't have fished all the waters within twenty miles of camp.

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  7. A wonderful report and excellent pictures, thanks.

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    1. Thank You...those pictures don't even start to do the scenery or the fish justice. Some things you just have to see with your own eyes...

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  8. Stunning wish I was there....

    Andy

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    1. Thanks Andy...trust me , been back a little over a week and every time I see those pics I wish I was still there!!

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  9. I haven't fished that area in more than 10 years - the pictures sure make me want to go show it to my son.

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  10. Beautiful country for sure...lots of activities besides fishing to take part in and another scenic vista around every corner , sounds like a great place for a father-son vacation.

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  11. Beautiful photos! I'm glad that you were able to find some good water :-)

    Sorry I missed it!

    Cheers

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