We showed up at the shop early and met up with father and son Rick and Ben. These guys are from the east coast but Ben now lives in the area. They mentioned that they had both fly fished before but had not been up to Elevenmile Canyon.
I followed Jon and group up in my truck. We were doing a half day trip and I decided that I’d stay and fish in the afternoon.
After a quick drive into the canyon we were out rigging up. These last few weeks have given me the chance to really learn from a bunch of different guides. It’s interesting to hear how different guides describe different things. I remember during Julie’s session at guide school she mentioned that you should have five different ways to explain the same thing. Good piece of advice. I’ve seen this work first hand a few times now. Guides will say something and sense that it didn’t really click. They’ll put it another way and the light bulb goes on.
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After that Jon got Ben and I into position and took Rick downstream. It didn’t take long and Rick was hooked up. That was the queue for Ben and I. Ben hooked up shortly after that. It was really interesting watching Ben as things started to come back to him. It had been a while since he fished and I could see him become more comfortable with the rod. Just like riding a bike!
After a quick break to let a thunderstorm pass, we hooked up a few more times. By the end of the trip Ben, from what I could tell, was back where he was the last time he fly fished. He was casting calmly and letting the rod do the work, he was getting perfect downstream sweeping hook sets (perfect way to describe a hook set that I learned from Jon this trip), and was keeping even pressure on the fish after hooking up.
What an awesome morning. I swear it felt like just a few hours on the water. Time flies when you’re having fun and I think everyone was getting a good dose. Couldn’t have asked for a better group to shadow! Really hope we all get to fish together down the road.
That afternoon was just icing on the cake. I stayed behind in the canyon for a little fishing. I ditched the indicator and started picking out individual fish. They were more than willing to hit a leech pattern or Barr emerger. It was a beautiful afternoon. Couldn’t have asked for a better day.
Photos by Jon Kleis
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