Photo by: Laura Rock, Florida Goliath grouper (Epinephelus itajara) during the annual spawning event in Jupiter, FL.
Last week the University of Miami announced the winners for its annual Underwater Photography Competition. The contest, which is international in scope and had over 700 entries landed some absolutely amazing images of fish of all types. As a photographer first and an angler second I find these images as gorgeous as they are technically challenging. I know what goes into them after taking a year and a half to shoot my first book, of which a majority was underwater. It isn't easy, at all. In fact, it's one of the harder things I've every done with a camera. So, looking at these incredible images of fish all below the surface makes me envious and want to learn that much more.
Many of my carp nation friends from coast to coast are reporting that the fishing has turned on—in a big way. Al Quattrocchi and Conway Bowman tell me the annual "Throwdown" tournament held at Lake Henshaw near San Diego was a great success. I am going down to fish the Dirty South Platte in Denver today to see what's happening. Will Rice reported that flows have dropped, the water cleared, and the fish are happy.
This past Wednesday I played a little hooky and spent the day throwing size 6 dry flies at ravenous trout on the upper Colorado River at one of my favorite locations. While I've been known to skip out on work to go fishing for the day, this wasn't just any other day. The weather was perfect, the water flows were just right, and the fishing was silly good.
Thanks to those of you who have been reading my dispatches from Russia and the Ponoi River. It was, in every sense, an epic trip of a lifetime.
But there is some backstory worth sharing. KLM airlines lost my luggage in Amsterdam before I could fly from Helsinki to Murmansk. I cleared Russian customs with my computer, camera, and a plastic bag filled with six pairs of underwear, two pair of socks, and a bottle of scotch I bought at Duty-Free. The perplexed customs agent stared at me for a bit, and I simply stared back, implying only "I'm here to party." I got stamped through...and I think even Hunter S. Thompson would have been proud. (Fortunately, the guides at Ryabaga camp outfitted me for the week with everything I needed, clothes and all, which I think is further testament to what a top-notch operation they run on the Ponoi.)
Ryabaga camp manager Matt Breuer is one of the anglers who figured out how to catch arapaimas on the fly in Guyana. It makes sense that the best of the best would gravitate to the Ponoi, since it's one of the world's finest fisheries. It makes sense from the lodge perspective too—if you're running a fishing operation east of Murmansk and north of the Arctic Circle, you don't want your guides to be semi-pro.
A couple of months ago I wrote a post about the Thompson Divide here in Colorado. It's an undeveloped backcountry area just west of the Roaring Fork Valley and is home to many productive and pristine native cutthroat trout watersheds as well as one of the most productive elk habitats in the state. Unfortunately for hunters and anglers here as well as out of state visitors, energy development is creeping in. Almost half of the 220,000-acre area has been leased for natural gas development. I'll be blunt and say that I'd like some help working out a reasonable solution to development in the area.
The video above was made by my friend Josh Duplechian and features two of my friends and colleagues that depend on this wilderness area to make a living.