Summer has come early this year and Marty and I took full advantage yesterday. We drove up to the Arkansas River around Texas Creek about 15 miles outside of Canyon City. We scouted the water on the way up and then turned around at Texas Creek and headed back downstream to hit the spots that looked good on the way up. We started at mile marker 254 (I feel safe posting this since I have about 10 blog readers). There were several really nice runs here. The first was a long deep run that butted up agains a steep rock bank on the far side.
I hooked up after a few minutes but something felt strange. It felt like a huge fish but I could see him and he was only about a 12" brown. Turns out this poor little guy had soemones bait rig in his gut that was hung up on the bottom of the river. I had to wade out to him to cut the line. I could see the eye someone's size 2 bait hook in this guy's throat. The rest of the hook was burried in the trout's stomach. I cut the line up to the eye of the hook and noticed that he was bleeding terribly. He swam off but I doubt he survived. Really pisses me off the way people treat wildlife. If you are going to bait fish, fish where it is legal and where you can keep the fish you hook in the stomach.
Marty releasing a brown |
Looked good to me but the fish wanted a copper john instead |
After things slowed down we headed downstream and stopped at a really nice hole that we had spotted earlier. There was a guy fishing upstream from it in a pretty horrible spot. I couldn't figure out why he wasn't fishing where Marty and I were about to but I wasn't going to complain about a pristine run free from fishermen. We hit the near side of the run first and hooked up almost immediatly. We hooked several browns on the near side of the run before wading accross to the far side where we could fish more of the slack water. We hooked more browns of the same size mostly on chartruse copper johns. We seined the water and found a TON of free swimming caddis larva. I had some size 16 bar caddis that were a pretty close match but the fish prefered the copper john. Go figure. We hooked and landed 8-10 more fish before the run died down.
16" Rainbow |
The next spot we fished looked VERY fishy. Nice slack water all along the main cut with back eddies and film. The head of the hole was comprised of two huge white water plunges that created a huge white water pillow directly behind a big boulder. This was rainbow water! On about the second cast I hooked and landed this nice rainbow which wound up being the only rainbow of the day. No doubt rainbows prefer oxygenated white water.
We headed down stream and spotted a really nice run. The problem was that it would take scaling down a pretty steep rocky bank to get to it. We made our way down to the river without incident and I waded across to the far side. This was no easy task. This river is SLICK and the current was STRONG. I turned around to see Marty lose his footing and go face down into the water. He regained his footing and stood up only to have the rock he was standing on roll under his foot. He went down and was getting pushed downstream into a very turbulent and deep hole. I was getting worried at this point. At the last minute he made it to the bank and grabbed onto a rock. Phew!!!! Any further down and he would be in trouble! Marty was safe but his net and water bottle were gone. I took a few casts and landed a nice brown but we decided to move downstream to find some water that was a little more easily accessable.
We decided to make one more stop at the Salt Lick boat ramp. We landed one more small brown and decided to call it a day. All in all we probably landed 20 fish. The weather was absolutely perfect and as always we had an adventure.
GREAT trip. Just wish I hadn't lost my net when my legs got knocked out from under me. Just thank full too I didn't drown, LOL. Saved you having to explain to my wife why you came home alone.
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