December 28, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: Water Levels, Temp., & Questioning my Use of a 5 wt.

The Middle Provo saw its water temperature dip under 40F (39.5F) for the first time this winter. A reputable website just reported that water temperatures on the Middle Provo are 42 F. Unless my thermometer is broken--brand new, I am a little miffed by their report. Water levels continue to be optimal--consistent with previous reports, and quality fish can be found in holding water and in the middle to latter half of runs. After thoroughly fishing one of my favorite runs, I grabbed several submerged branches, in order to inspect subsurface insect activity. The number of midges that can be found on a single branch is truly remarkable. By running a branch across your hand, you can observe the light bodied midges for yourself--maybe take a picture and share, as I keep forgetting to. Light, cream-colored UFOs, as small as you can tie on, will produce quality fish when presented in a dead-drift.

Fishing continues to be excellent and I managed to catch and successfully land a 22 inch brown on a UFO. Given the river's temperatures, he was not too difficult to bring in and I was able to release him before he knew what hit him. I managed to take several photos and you'll see that this good 'ol boy has a badly damaged jaw--I assure you it's not from the UFO. Once home and reviewing my notes and taking a closer look at some of the photos, and again noticing his damaged jaw, I found myself reflecting on my approach to fly-fishing during the summer, which has been partly documented in this blog. Simply put, I am wondering whether the use of my 5wt rod has left many large browns with significant injuries, or even worse. During the summer and its warmer water temperatures, some of the browns pack enough gusto that it takes an uncomfortable amount of time to land and release one--well over 15 minutes. Even then, I have experienced about a 50%, or maybe even slightly less, landing success rate, which often leaves me wondering how long would it have taken to land the fish. Sure, it's exciting to feel the brute strength and witness a large brown making rhinoceros-like charges up and down the river, but at some point, I have found myself silently swearing in hopes that the fish would finally give in and I'd be able to release it with enough left in its tank to recover.

I did a quick Google search to see if others were also questioning the ethics of using today's 5 wt rods when fishing for larger sized trout, and I stumbled upon Tom Chandler's (Trout Underground, 2012), "fly fishing keeps losing weight, and why that might be a bad thing" (click title to read the full article and user comments). Chandler and his readers, who have been around the block for a lot longer than me, comment on the industry trend that has downsized the all-purpose fly-rod several line weights to a 5wt. Several of his readers comment and share the same concerns that I have raised. In summary, I am seriously considering purchasing a 6 wt, or possibly a 7 wt rod to add to my arsenal for summer fishing. Again, it's well worth reading Chandler's article, along with his readers' comments. 

December 20, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: Water Levels, Water Temperature, & Ice

Middle Provo, 8 AM-- My car's temperature gauge reads 14 Degrees Fahrenheit and temperatures for the day would stay well below freezing. Fortunately, two pairs of thick wool socks, thicker neoprene waders, and a snowboarding jacket helped to neutralize the cold. Since last week, the water temperature dropped another degree and a half  to 40.5 F.

For as cold as the weather was,  fishing started off with a bang. Within the first several casts, I hooked into large brown and then another shortly thereafter. Fish are still taking baetis nymphs, UFOs, and grayish scuds--they seem to take anything that is tiny. My hands took a beating, especially when unhooking and releasing fish. After releasing a medium-sized brown, my lead fly was embedded in the mesh netting and it required nearly 10 minutes to free the stubborn bugger. I then tried to shake off all of the water from the net, to prevent it from freezing up--I had to dip it in the water to thaw it out, and I somehow managed to completely hook a UFO into my pointer finger. Fortunately I was able to remove the fly with minimal effort and between the weather and several sips of Eagle Rare Bourbon, I didn't feel a thing.

By midday, the fishing dropped off noticeably. I probably caught 75% of my fish before 12 pm. By about 1 pm, the repetitious nature of casting four or five times, having to go to the bank to remove ice from my lead guide, then removing gunk from my flies, and then starting the whole process over, began to take a toll on my mental well-being. So it is quite possible that the fishing didn't drop off, but my abilities to dead drift nymphs suffered greatly.

It probably sounds like I am complaining, but it's weather like this that I enjoy the most. I didn't see a single person on the day, I miraculously found my pair of clippers amongst some rocks that I had lost several weeks earlier, and I saw many winter wondrous sights, which I tried to capture with my camera and failed--will still show. I also enjoyed several smokes that I received from a good friend. After polishing off the last bit of coffee around 8:30 am, I lit up one of Drew Estate's Dirty Torpedos from their Natural Line. Normally, I am not a fan of flavored cigars, but the light chocolate flavored cigar tip, combined with its smooth and medium-full bodied, complex flavors, really worked well for a morning smoke. Again, this caught me a little off guard considering the many unfavorable reviews that I have read--perhaps the cigar I received, or maybe the wintry conditions, made the difference. Also, I am no cigar snob and I haven't refined my taste to the point that I turn my nose down at "lesser" cigars.

I followed up this tasty torpedo with another smoke around 2 pm. This time, I sampled one of CAO's Italia Ciao. While unintentional, the timing of this smoke was impeccable. After performing the described pattern of casting, removing ice, freeing gunk, and repeating, and repeating, and repeating, I was starting to feel a bit lifeless, especially given that I was going through these motions with very little return on my effort investment. From the first puff to the last, this cigar packs a powerful zesty punch. It's hands down one of the more complex and flavorful smokes that I have had in a while. For a more frequent smoke, I'd probably lean more towards CAO Brazilia's line, but this one did more to warm me up and give me the extra umph to repeat the tedium. So there you have it, I'm not a big cigar buff and I am certainly not qualified to write reviews, but these were both tasty and selected at the right moments.

Until next week!

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

-Brendan J. (Provo River Fly Guy).

December 13, 2012: Middle Provo River Fishing Report: Water Levels & Water Temperature

Since last Friday, water levels on the Middle Provo have dropped some and fishing conditions are back to being ideal. Water temperatures remain 42 F and quality fish can be found in deeper holding water. The weather was much more cooperative this week--overcast and a gentle breeze.

Fishing started off a bit slow, until I made two adjustments to my normal set-up. The first being a switch to a light green colored UFO, from a dark brown UFO, which I trailed to a green baetis nymph. The other switch, though the water levels dropped, was to add three more 0.12 g split shots to my current set-up and to adjust the weights a bit closer to my lead fly, in order to keep my flies closer to the river bottom. If you find the need to adjust your split-shot closer or further from your lead fly, never make the adjustment when your tippet is dry. The friction will severely weaken the line and you're likely to experience a break. I typically apply some lip balm or petroleum jelly to the line below or above where the current weights rest. I also recommend moving one split-shot at a time, so as to identify any stubborn ones that'll require a little more work--good reason why you shouldn't press a split-shot too hard onto your line. Also, it's well worth bringing a small container of petroleum jelly, which can be applied to the guides to prevent ice build-up during the cold winter months and is a cheap alternative to the "official" products that serve the same purpose.

After a short cigar break--Hoyo de Monterrey's Excalibur Dark Knight, I was back at it. The same section that I had fished thoroughly prior to the described adjustments, produced a 17 inch brown on my first cast. The brown took the light green UFO and shot upstream. I netted him, took a photo, and released him moments before I hooked into another healthy brown, though not as large as the first. I'd go on to hook into a good many more fish and unfortunately, a good many broke free.

At about a quarter to five, as I was getting ready to call it a day, the cloud cover momentarily gave way to the setting sun, and buttery beams of light shown on the sides of distant, snow-capped mountains. After fishing all day on the Middle Provo, surrounded by wintry dull grays and faded browns and greens, the view was rather exotic. I told myself to take a photo and knew that'd I'd have only a short while to do so. I ended up deciding that some things are best stored in the memory bank.

Until next week. 

December 7, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: WWW: Water levels, Water Temp., and Wind.

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.

  

November 26, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: Water levels, water temperature, and Huge Browns, oh my!

Middle Provo River Fishing Report: Fishing continues to be excellent on the Middle Provo. Water temperatures on the Middle Provo are hovering around 43 F. Nymphing with small baetis nymph patterns and dark-bodied midges (a hint of flash) has produced quality fish from late morning, as soon as the sunlight hits the water, to early evening, or as soon as the sunlight is off the water.  

Compared to outings earlier this month and last, the Middle Provo's water levels were noticeably higher, though water visibility and the quality of fishing did not seem affected, as would normally be the case. For dry fly guys, there's plenty of surface action towards the latter half of the day, until there's a slight change in the temperature. As noted in previous reports, you'll want to go small and then some. I am still meaning to take a few quality pictures to share and intend to do so tomorrow, when I'll get a chance to fish for a few hours.

With the basic fishing conditions out of the way, this is the hottest fishing I have experienced so far. The overall quality of the fish caught was amazing! The colder water dramatically increased my ability to land very large browns, whereas in September, many of these browns would have taken nearly 20 minutes or longer to land. Within 10-15 minutes, I was able to net large fish, take pictures, and release them. If you get a chance to fish the Middle Provo and you decide to nymph, it's critical that you constantly free your flies of any algae. It may be a slight inconvenience, but it's an important detail that makes all the difference.

One of the unfortunate observations that seems to have worsened some lately, is all of the trash that's being left along the riverbank. There's only so much one man can haul back with him! Who knows, you might find some hidden treasures that have been left amongst the litter. So far, I have found two boxes of flies, two  high-quality nets, several leaders, and a package of strike indicators. This is not to say that the anglers who dropped these are the same ones littering, but rather, keeping an eye out for trash on the way home occasionally leads to stumbling across some goodies.

For those of you who have emailed me questions regarding the blog, fishing tips, etc., I plan on addressing these in an upcoming blog post. I appreciate the comments and I especially appreciate the advice! I want to thank Jim H. from Provo for giving me some pointers on streamer fishing and I plan on giving it a go next week. Would be great to add some variation to my arsenal. Also, I am planning on purchasing some better gear to take pictures and record videos. I am thinking about picking up the GoPro Hero 3 black edition and if anyone has some experience, I would appreciate your review/ opinion. Feel free to email me at info@provoriverflyguy.com

November 13, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: Mountain Whitefish and Brown Trout Redemption

Middle Provo Fishing Report--Many anglers make the mistake of turning in their gear for the winter once the snow hits and we experience a significant drop in temperature. Sure, the ice build-up on your floating line and guides are minor hindrances, but the tradeoff is well worth it. Yesterday's (November 13) fishing excursion proves it. I arrived on the Middle Provo a little after 8 a.m. and the fishing was hot as soon as sunlight hit the water (nymphing). The same can be said for later on in the day. As soon as sunlight left the water, the action dropped off noticeably.

There are still intermittent hatches of BWOs and some of other, extremely small flying insects once the air warms up a bit (After 1 p.m.; Depending on the temperature). Many of the small insects collect on snow and I recommend inspecting patches of snow to better identify the small, black bodied and light, wing--colored insects that I am speaking of. These hatches occur during the late afternoon, causing a lot of great surface action. I can't tell you the exact colors as the smaller, dark bodied insects (colorblind), but you'll want to come prepared with the smallest dry flies possible. Since September's caddis hatch, I have not observed any sizable flying insects.

One of the more remarkable experiences of nymphing on the Middle Provo has been the occasional hooking into the actual nymph my fly is imitating. That, or if you hook into a submerged stick and happen to free your set-up and closely inspect it, you're sure to spot a green bodied baetis nymph. Their presence on the river bottom continues to support the use of split-shot weight, which means you'll want to ditch the bead-head nymphs, unless you are particularly fond of river wading.

Fish Summary.

I caught many good-sized browns with the largest being 17 inches. Easily double-digits on the total quantity caught.  

While I was not able to land him, I hooked into the largest fish I have seen on the Provo (lower and middle). It was a whitefish and while these are commonly considered to be less desirable than browns, these fish play an important ecological role in the Provo and the many other Rocky Mountain rivers they inhabit. This particular fish took me down a section of runs and then back up into the original hole, before taking me back down two runs. Ultimately, the smaller tippet material connecting my trailer nymph to the lead nymph likely frayed during the battle and he ultimately broke free, but not before we duked it our for over 20 minutes. Our epic fight also resulted in meeting a nice angler, named Mike, who asked if I was using a 7 wt rod. I replied that I had a 5 wt rod and that I had been at the mercy of this fish, traveling up and down the river, from the time he parked his SUV, until now. We managed to disrupt the run Mike was fishing, but he said it had been fairly slow--wrong set-up, and that my "running up and down the river," was cheap entertainment. Later, I'd talk to Mike for a good bit and it turns out he's a recent transplant from New York, who mostly salt water fly-fished before moving to Utah. I wish I could have shot some footage of the fight. On more than one occasion, I thought the fish was starting to give in and I was able to start moving in on the fish, while it was holding in shallower water. As soon as neared, the whitefish would make another run. God only knows how much longer it would have taken to land him. To be honest, my ankles took a beating from my river travels and I'm not sure how many more up and down runs I could have withstood. 

November 5, 2012: Middle Provo River Fishing Report

Middle Provo Fishing Report--Fishing is still excellent and with the warmer weather, fish are holding in a variety of water. Nymphing has still been effective and fishing overall seems to pick up quite a bit after 11 am. BWOs start to hatch as soon as the air warms up a bit, around 11:30 and onward. There's quite a bit of action on the surface until about 2 pm -3pm, when a cooler breeze picked up.

I caught plenty of small and medium sized browns. My sob stories with larger size browns continue and I managed to go 0 for 5!!!! We are talking very big browns that require quite a bit of play in order to wear them down enough to have a chance to use the net. I warred with one for over 15 minutes and it still wasn't close to giving in. A little depressing and I don't feel like posting any photos until I manage to land one of these hogs. Hoping to fish next Monday or Tuesday. Revenge, I need it. 

Quick Rant: My Search for an American Made Fishing Net

Recently, I have decided to purchase one of the newer model nets that feature a rubber netting. With one of my mesh nets, all too often one of my nymphs hooks during the process of landing and releasing a fish. In fact, there are three nymphs embedded in the mesh netting of my smaller net and they are nearly impossible to free without having to cut them out or severely fraying the materials.

Since starting my own business 4 years ago, I have made a conscientious  effort to support American businesses, preferably ones in the same or surrounding states. This can be quite challenging and often I am forced to go to the next best alternative, which is finding a product produced by one of our close allies. 

So, I have done some searching to find an American made net and have stumbled across some very shady marketing tactics. Apparently, many fishing suppliers in the U.S. are savvy to the fact that many anglers would prefer to support and purchase products that are made in the USA. While searching for a net at Scheels, I discarded the many nets stamped with "Made in China," and managed to come across a nice wooden handled net, whose workmanship and price stood out above its peers. However, I couldn't find any stamp revealing the net's origins, other than a bi-fold cardboard information piece that stated that the net came from a company based in Nevada. To many, this would appear to indicate that the net is made in Nevada. I decided that given the price, it'd be worth calling just to make sure. I should also mention that one of the sales representatives at Scheels stated that he believed the net had been made in the USA because of the price, the "quality" of the wood, and the little information piece that was attached to the handle. 

After inquiring about the origins of the net from one of the reps, from the Nevada-based dealer, I soon found out that the net is Chinese tried and true. I mentioned that the lack of a stamp and the company's informative piece are a little deceiving to the would be buyer, who wanted to buy an American product. These words were likely wasted. 

Right now, I am in the process of waiting to hear back from Ranger Products, which is a company based out of Michigan. The site mentioned that the founder was a Ranger and also states that most of the products are made in the USA. Because this company doesn't provide a phone number, I had to fill out an e-comment card/ contact card and am hoping that they get back to me before a week's up, which is only a few days away. 

If you are able to support American companies, please buy made in the USA.

*****November 3, 2012 Update*****
A Ranger Products representative responded to my message and explained that all of the rubber netting is produced in Taiwan or China. No rubber netting is produced in the U.S. I left a message for Mike, from Blue Ribbon Nets, and I am interested to here if he says the same thing. According to Blue Ribbon Nets' "About" page, they state:

The pride that goes into every net gives it the lasting touch that makes it unique to you. Blue Ribbon makes it a point to use only North American woods and offers a product made in the USA. We have developed and manufacture our own net bags from a fine soft mesh. These bags feature a double taped flat center seam, resulting in a bag that is long lasting and gentle on fish. This design and method of construction is unequaled in the industry.

I guess this doesn't mention wooden nets with rubber netting. All the same, it would be interesting to hear from Mike.

*****November 12, 2012 Update*****
Well, since my last post on this topic, there's some good and bad.

First, the bad. The Ranger Rep and I corresponded some more and he seemed to hint that even the mesh netting used in most Ranger products is not produced in the U.S. I came to this conclusion when I inquired whether the current Ranger net I own features all major components produced in the U.S. His response was let me recommend you to someone who might be making the kind of nets that you're looking for. He also mentioned the competitive costs associated with making nets. So, he didn't come outright and tell me that the mesh was produced in China or Taiwan, but he mine's well have the way he deflected my inquiry with a recommendation to do business elsewhere.

The real shame from my correspondence with Ranger Products is that the website and what's what don't seem to be on the same page. Again, many companies don't mind prospective customers assuming that their products are made in the U.S.A., when they really aren't.

The good. This morning, I received a callback from Mike with Blue Ribbon Nets. No, the turnaround time leaves a lot to be desired, but the news is good. He assured me and even provided information for follow-up checking that all of the major components, including the rubberized rings, are manufactured in the state of Montana. I plan on checking up with the manufacturer just to verify before making a purchase. These nets are not cheap, but in my estimation, well worth it. 

October 29, 2012 Middle Provo Report: Went 0-4, oh, so close!

The early bird doesn't necessarily get the worm when it comes to fishing on the Provo in late October. From 8 am to about 11 am, the fishing was fairly slow. Managed to catch smaller browns, until the sun peeked over the distant Uinta Mountains and the bigger fish became much more active.

For dry-fly guys, with the sun and warmer temperatures, the duns were much more active and sizable fish were sipping and splashing all around in the tail-end of deeper runs. I meant to catch a few duns and post pics for future reference, but no cigar.

For nymphing guys, the action is still as hot as ever. I hooked into a hog and we fought it out for 24 minutes, before my damn tippet snapped. I was nymphing the middle section of one of my favorite runs and a huge hog took my bottom nymph. I can't compare this fish with the others in the past, but I have never hooked into a fish that wouldn't give an inch over such a lengthy period. To demonstrate how long the fight took, an angler had walked and began to fish two runs up from where I was. As soon as he started to fish that run, the huge brown took my nymph. While we fought, the angler had managed to thoroughly fish the run he was on and decided to head back downstream. It takes a little while to go up and downstream, because of the brush and smaller trees, and he managed to pop-out at the trail leading to the run I was on. He looked at me and nodded and then proceeded to fish the run downstream from me. The huge brown and I continued, and the angler thoroughly fished the smaller run. By now, my fish began to take the fight downstream and there was nothing I could do. There still was not an ounce of give and I felt more like a scientist tracking a whale's behavior via sonar, than an angler with a nice fish on.

Eventually, the fish headed towards where the angler was fishing and he offered to net the Brown. Until this point, I had only been luck enough to see the bright flash of brown's side as he shot past me in during the initial stages of our fight. The fish was certainly up there with the other trophy browns that I have caught, but later into our fight, I can't remember any fish in all my angling days that fought for as long as this fish did, without tiring in the slightest. At any point in our fight, if I would have pushed the issue and tried to force swing the fish, something would have failed.

So, the angler kindly takes my net and wades to the middle section, where it's fairly shallow. I am trying to get the fish towards him, but its holding it ground and we both slowly close in on it. I'm a little behind the angler shoulder, but he gets a great view of the fish and mentioned something to the effect that this was a monster of a fish. Says over 20 easily, but again, the fish is still submerged and it's hard to gauge much. Well, that's where the story ends. I am guessing that while in the shallower run, my tippet suffered some abrasion with the rocks and it weakened it enough to no longer handle the weight. I can tell by studying what's left of the tippet, that this loss can't be chalked up to a poor knot or another reason.

I wish I could say that this was my only sob story for the day, but I went 0 for 4 in being able to land the big ones--caught plenty of smaller and mid-size browns. In another instance, I was angling from a bank and hooked a large brown, who was holding in the slower water behind a large rock. We were battling for about 5 minutes and he managed to jet across the river to some slower water, opposite of the bank. The river bends into the bank where I stood and it's a little shallower and slower on the other side. Somehow, the fish managed to wrap my line around the butt-end of a submerged and very secured stick. I was forced to find a way down from the bank, cross the river, and untangle my line, while fighting this brute. Amazingly, once I freed my line from the stick, the fish was still on. Between all of the steps that I had performed, which included a half fall while forging across the river, there were periods where the fish had a lot of slack. Once the line freed, there was some more fight before the fish freed itself from my hook. Sad.

A series of failures sweetens eventual success, and nothing illustrates this more than when fishing. Still hurts to go 0 for 4.

October 26, 2012: Middle Provo Fishing Report: New Benchmark Set!!!

After a week of not fishing, trying to make up for lost time on current work, and the whole drama between IQ, his fiancé, and my wife, I desperately needed to get some alone time on the Provo. On Thursday night (October 25), I went to Sportsman's Warehouse and picked up a pair of neoprene waders (cheaper ones) and some nice Korkers wading boots. I can see how these major upgrades are viewed as necessary items for most anglers, but it still felt like I was cheating on my first and second string river shoes and my cargo shorts, which have several flies and a nymph permanently embedded in them--I believe that one of the shoelaces of the second string pair of river shoes also has a fly embedded in it.

Healthy Brown 

After picking up the new gear and getting my rod all set-up, I was pretty eager for Friday morning to arrive. In hindsight, there's really no need to start fishing so early, as the fishing improved noticeably in the late morning, but I enjoy the winter morning's nipping my face and hands. Thursday night, as a I lay in bed, I had a tough time falling asleep and did a bit of self-reflection--about fly-fishing of course. I realized that for me, angling the Provo represents an inner struggle to feel connected to what made me happy and who I wanted to be growing up. I begged my grandparents, mother, father, and whoever else had a car, to drive me out to my grandparents' house on the East Fork of the Lewis River, and let me loose. Because this blog post is not about my childhood nor my motivation for fishing the Provo as much as possible, I'll end on this final point:

It's important to recognize the underlying value that fly-fishing and the pursuit of fish represents to one's self. Don't skip over this value representation. Also, keep your gear simple...don't be afraid to switch out your wading boots for your first string river shoes, it will increase your awareness of the underlying value.

On that note, I arrived Friday morning earlier than need be, and it was just me and the river--a few others arrived about 3-4 hours later. The river levels on the Middle Provo are as good as it gets--especially compared to my last outing. The water temperature has not dropped enough to cause fish to leave the riffles for the deeper and slower sections, but several of the large browns that I caught seemed a little more lethargic than a couple of weeks ago. Perhaps this is due to their post-spawn activity.

The fishing started out a little slow, I managed to catch several small to midsize browns--I think there's a photo where you can see some snow in the fish and my hands. My line and the guides were collecting ice and I was fortunate enough to have remembered my lip balm, which help to stave off the build-up of ice. Sometimes in our haste to just fish, we forget to study our surroundings--at least I am guilty of this. The slow fishing helped me to take a step back and breathe in the frosty scenery and the snow-dusted distant mountains.  I was able to take several nice photographs--I apologize for not being a better photographer.

 

Once the weather warmed up, the fishing went wild and the quality of total fish caught is only one of the new benchmarks set. The other being a new personal record for the biggest overall brown caught on the Provo. Though he measured in a hair under 20 inches, his overall girth was impressive. One of the interesting occurrences of fishing the Provo so far is that I have met more interesting people than I have in more orthodox social settings. While hooked into this beautiful fish, I had not noticed that a young man, who is from Montana, observing the whole thing. I managed to net the fish--thank GOD!, and he came over and asked if I wanted a photo-op. Though the photo didn't turn out all that well--the sun was right to my back and created a horrendous glare, it was a very nice gesture on his part. Most of the time, I barely manage to get a half-decent shot of anything that I catch. He mentioned that what ended up being the fish taking my nymph, he thought for sure that I had snagged a submerged stick or rock. He realized that I had a huge brown on and had to come see the fish for himself. The fish proved to be a great fight and I am grateful that I was able to land him, get a video, and meet Montana.

Last Fish of the Day 

I managed to hook and land another large Brown, which offered a perfect out to the end the day. It is very difficult to gauge the size of the fish that I am catching from photos and videos, but the fish in the picture is actually not as long nor as thick as the fish in the video, which is my new benchmark.

Throughout the day, I saw plenty of anglers using streamers and according to Montana, he watched quite a few of them fish and hadn't seen them have much success. I talked to guy in Sportsman's Warehouse and he says that he's had success with green and purple colored streamers lately. Take it for what it's worth. Streamer fishing is suppose to pick up in the coming days and I look forward to giving it a go. Until then, it's nymphing for the win.

First video--largest fish. In video, I short change the fish by two inches.
Second video--another very large brown caught. I honestly can't remember its measurements.

IQ's Stay, Vegas on the Fly, and the Provo on my Mind

This last week has been a trying one. In all of the years that I have known IQ, this was the first time that I have spent a week straight with him. IQ is a walking jinx. Him and his girlfriend--now fiancé (proposed in Vegas) were trouble as soon as they arrived. Because of a work-related obligation, I was unable to meet IQ at the airport and so the plan was for him to check out a rental car and I would meet him at the house. During the meeting with a client, I looked down at my cell phone and noticed several missed calls. My client graciously waited while I checked in with IQ, who answered the phone sobbing. This wouldn't be the first time that IQ sobbed during his stay--I counted four different occasions. Apparently, IQ is on a do-not-rent car rental list and his fiancé, is a pizza delivery gal with no bank account and no car insurance. In hindsight, I wish I would have handled the car rental before IQ volunteered all of this information, as under normal circumstances amongst normal people, this would have been very awkward. Fortunately, neither IQ nor his Fiancé are normal and they seemed very comfortable.

So IQ and his new fiancé were quite the handful and my wife has ruled out a possibility that both of them can stay at the same time. Mind you, the airport/ car rental fiasco and a series of other unfortunate events all happened before the four of us, plus my wife's friend, drove down to Vegas. A bit of a side note, but I have always wondered who in their right mind purchases those bags of popcorn that they sell in gas stations. Apparently IQ does. He purchased a bag of popcorn and when asked if he wanted some on the trip down to Vegas, he nonchalantly replied, "It tastes soooooo much better if you let it age for several days." I thought to myself, hadn't it already aged several days.

Notable road trip quotes:

Fiancé-- "I love truck stops"

IQ-- "That's the coolest gas station ever. You can pet a zebra."

IQ-- "Is this where Cortez's gold is hidden?" (x 10).

Once in Vegas, IQ and his fiancé were anxious to get their gamble on. In fact, IQ partly cheated and played some slots at a gas station while I fueled the car. By this time, the vulgar looks my wife was giving me because of IQ, forced me to don sunglasses. As far as gambling goes for myself, I typically play poker or will do some sports action. When it's just the wife and I in Vegas, I typically forego poker because it's somewhat of a selfish game time-wise. With the wife's friend in Vegas too, I was able to get some poker downtime and made the most of it. IQ faired as you'd imagine.

While it was nice to have IQ visit, we were somewhat relived to drop him off at the airport last night. With his parting, I have a lot of work to catch-up on and the Provo-river is on my mind. I still seeking some revenge on a particular run that I have had some bad luck on. It rained hard Monday and I expect that the river will be running faster and that the fishing may suffer some, but that's the breaks sometimes. I am interested in swinging some streamers, which I admit is an area of fly-fishing that I am looking to improve on.

   

Lamson Konic 1.5 Reel Product Review

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As a guy who loves to research the nuances of products before forking over his hard-earned cash, I came to the conclusion a long time ago that when it comes to fly fishing, a reel's comparative value belongs towards the bottom of the list of gear that matters most. Your line, rod, tippet material, flies, and so on, all matter more than the reel, at least in my way of thinking. As a result, I have long delayed replacing my old, American made Pflueger Medalist Reel. While I love this reel and it holds deep sentimental value, having to constantly tighten the screws on the outer frame, worrying about bending the frame from a fall, or its overall impressive weight, left me looking for a replacement.

After some research, I stopped in at Cabelas and picked up the Lamson's Konic 1.5 model for less than a $100. Lamson's Konic represents everything my Pflueger isn't. It's:

·         Lightweight

·         Modern looking

·         Simple drag system

After a week's worth of outings on the Provo, I have some mixed feelings for the reel.

The good:

Combined with my Sage VXP 5W 9' rod, it balances well.

I like the design of the Konic and its pop-off spool approach. Makes it easier to clean and inspect.

According to their site, nearly all of the parts are from the USA and South Korea. All of the parts are assembled in Idaho--a great State!

Price. Do guys really pay hundreds upon hundreds of dollars for a simple fly reel, whose main job is to just hold the line? This reel goes for $100 or less. 

The bad:

At the lowest setting, the highly "acclaimed" drag system has only been useful when playing the LARGEST or feistiest fish on the Provo. Many decent-sized fish don't give enough pull to trigger the drag and that's with the current factored in. In my book, this is a significant strike against the reel. Unless you manually let out line, it's you versus the fish and often that doesn't play out well. If the drag could be loosened a bit more, it would be ideal and would seem to meet its intended purpose (4wt/5wt).

 Removing the spool. For me, it's not that difficult, but I have read from a number of online reviews that many individuals struggled mightily.

***November 28, 2012 UPDATE****
The reel's drag system has broken in some. Whereas within the first couple of weeks, only large browns would activate the drag system at its lowest settings, I now find myself having to increase the drag setting when playing larger fish.

Final verdict: A so so  buy overall. Would be a GREAT buy if the drag system allowed me a lower drag setting.

Originally a so-so buy, but with the loosening of the drag setting at its lowest point, I'd say that the reel qualifies as a  great buy!