Fishing was a struggle last Friday. A cold weather system
was moving in and the wind made it difficult to dead-drift nymphs. The weather
hurdles were on top of less than favorable water conditions. The Middle Provo's
water-levels were higher than my last trip on November 26 and the water temperature dropped another degree, to 42 F (from 43 F in late November). Larger
browns seem to be holding in deeper, slower moving water. Smaller and medium
sized fish can still be caught in shallower, faster moving water.
For dry fly guys, the wind kept most of the insects off the
water, though there was some small activity in the late morning, or right
before the wind really picked up. For nymph guys, fish were taking brown, size
20; 22 UFOs, Rainbow Warriors, and baetis flies (size 18 was the largest I used
at any point in the day). There is quite a bit of subsurface insect activity, and if you
happen to spot a branch in the water, it's worth picking up and closely
examining it and then your hands. You're sure to see an impressive population
of tiny midges and some nymphs.
With the weather challenges and the drop in fishing, it is
still well-worth making the trip. For a Friday, I only saw a handful of anglers
all day and I was able to enjoy most of the river to myself. The picturesque snowcapped
mountains were alone, worth the trip. Then, there's something humbling and even
appreciative about struggling all day on the Provo and averaging less than a
fish an hour--most were small too. The unknown and mystery associated with
fishing and hunting is what makes these activities so enjoyable. From a
number's standpoint, fishing was forgettable last Friday. From a spiritual
standpoint, the Provo injected a healthy dose of mystery and even caused a bit
of self-doubt--"do I really know what I am doing?" Truthfully, I'm
still unsure and I got to know ASAP! I
plan on taking a trip tomorrow or Wednesday.
Hey Brendan, its Chris, from San Diego. I just wanted to thank you so much for helping me get started with fly fishing, and i wanted to let you know that I appreciate it so much! With the tips you gave me and the set up, I went on to catch about 6 more browns in around 2 hours the next day, slightly past the bridge by a waterfall dam type thing. My biggest was around 12 or so inches, and right after I caught it, he broke my line! I still managed to take some good pictures of him, and I made one of them my profile pic that you may be able to check out. Thanks again so much for your help, and I look forward to fishing the Provo some time in the near future!
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