That's my friend Tim Brass, Colorado Coordinator for Backcountry Hunters & Anglers, dragging my raft over some sketchy ice yesterday on the Upper Colorado River. About three-quarters of a mile of it to be precise.
We decided to play a little hooky yesterday and take advantage of the unseasonably warm weather in the high country of Colorado. We went to swing streamers for brown trout and jump-shoot any errant ducks we might see. The day was going splendidly with many nice fish brought to the boat and a few sneaky shots at ducks when we came upon what looked like the Ross Ice Shelf.
How about a little entertainment today? Here are two videos I have to share.
Whether you've already seen them—they have been floating around around the web for a little bit now—or you're watching them for the first time, take a moment to enjoy these videos.
The video above is Marc Montocchio's "The Road to A Jericho." It's about a custom wooden boat. A really nice custom boat that's not a fishing boat, but an amazing work of art that I thought you all would love to see.
I've always said that your fly line has as much to do with casting performance as your fly rod does. Even the most deluxe, high-tech graphite wand in the world won't save you if your fly line is chapped, dry, and especially kinked.
Trying to cast a kinked line through a fly rod is like trying to push a corkscrew through a straw. Crooked lines cause crooked (and short) casts. And yet many of us don't take the five minutes needed to straighten out our fly lines before we hit the water.
Stretch your fly line by attaching it to a fixed object and pulling on it, either all at once or a few feet at a time. I also like to rub my fingers (or better yet, a pad treated with line conditioner) along the fly line to generate some friction heat, which will help make the line more malleable. Doing so will also let you know if your line has any abrasions.
For the past week we've had a number of contests and we need to dole out some gear to the winners.
My list includes the Caption Contest from November 7th. Many of the entries here were EGGceptional. Some of my favorites were:
from Michael Jager who wrote, "This is Eggsactly what I wanted for lunch!"
from maynardtl8 who wrote, "Throw in a hot mug of doe estrus and you have the full outdoor cuisine!"
from bnorth1 who wrote, "Hmmm...interesting. What flavor did you say this Nerds rope was again??"
from amerpatrt who wrote, "Would you like some bacon with those eggs?"
The winner of this one goes to flygirlflorist who wrote, "Billy was eggstatic that his eggsperiment tasted so eggcellent, until the game warden accused him of poaching and eggceeding the daily limit. Eggsasperated, he told the game warden to leave him alone because he was eggnostic and to quit egging him on."
There's one more Cabela's TLr switch rod on the line today, and I thought we'd end Switch Rod Week with a regular old caption contest. Write the funniest caption to the image you see here and you'll win the rod.
I've been fortunate enough to have travelled throughout the world to catch many fish in interesting ways. But my pinnacle achievement was the day I took a Spey rod into downtown Denver, and caught a carp by swinging a Babine egg fly through the muck.
You can ask my pal Will Rice, or Michael Gracie, or Tim Romano, or any of the others who were there as we rode in a bright pink, Hindu-themed school bus (a short one, for the record) from golf course to drainage ditch, to municipal pond throughout the Mile High City. This really happened, albeit in a seedy slough of the South Platte River behind a cemetery. And it's now an urban legend. It may indeed be the fishing feat I'm ultimately remembered for.
I want you to aspire to that same pinnacle of angling greatness. I want you to make the two-hand tradionalist/purist types squirm in their skin. And I want to literally give you the tool that makes it happen.
Win this contest, and you not only get a free Cabela's TLr switch rod valued at $150, you will also have done your fellow anglers a great service.
Picking out the new rod you want and scratching together the money to buy it is one thing. But if you're like me, the big hurdle to jump is getting the Mrs. to buy into the concept that I actually need a new fly rod in the first place. I tried to tell her that golfers have different clubs for different shots, and the same should be true for fly fishers. But that doesn't work. Then I realized that it was indeed easier to apologize than it is to ask permission. But that's getting old.
In the spirit of continuing Switch Rod Week, which Captain Deeter kicked off yesterday, I'm going to "switch" it up a bit and deviate from the caption contest format we're so fond of.
The first person to correctly guess the approximate location of the three fishing images seen here will win a Cabela's TLr Switch Rod. When I say approximate I want the name of the state and the river. And if you can't name the river, then name the location closest to the body of water.