Moving on Up…
A couple nights ago, someone (somewhere) clicked a mouse, and the Trout Underground had its first 10,000+ visit month (by the end of today, it will be closer to our first 11,000 visit month). In the larger Internet sense that’s pocket change, but it’s certainly enough to blow my ego all out of […]

My brother called and said I sounded a little beat up in my last couple posts, so in response, today is Good News Friday! (Well, we’ve got some Stupid News too, but at least that’s fun).
Like Water for Money…
Meant to post this one a couple days ago but it got lost in the shuffle; […]

I was driving home on I-5 after a great night on the river and watching the big electrical storm off to the north. Seen from a distance, it looked like a spectacular - and harmless - light show. Harmless, at least, until a bolt went off right over the truck followed immediately by the thunder. […]

As thunder continues to rumble overhead and a little rain sneaks down, spare a thought for Underground Reader Greg, who hasn’t fished the river in a while, and managed to schedule his one day trip up here to coincide with yesterday’s electrical storm and rain. Just in case he *was* going to fish in the […]

A fishing report usually isn’t written when you’ve got a couple pints of adrenaline coursing through your system, but here I am at my desk, barely able to keep from jumping up and pacing the house. First things first - the fishing was OK. Not the hatch I experienced last week and not nearly as […]

Everybody has their weak spots, and lately, mine seems to be getting a good night’s sleep. As anyone with a real knack for insomnia can tell you, around day three, things start looking pretty surreal, almost as if you were viewing the world through a pair of abused rental eyes working in concert with a […]

Fly fishing isn’t exactly life or death (though the trout might disagree), but sometimes it can seem that way. At least it can when the fish are eating dries and for some unimportant reason (and they’re all unimportant when the hatch is on) you’re not out there trying to catch a few.
It’s OK; there’s another […]

I’ve spent the last couple of very long days typing away as if my food supply depended on it (which it does), but at some point, you gotta rear up on your hind legs and tell the world… you’re going fishing. Wayne and I discussed our options on the phone, and I told him I […]

Chris Raine has apparently made it to the Henry’s Fork. And this despite his tendency to break trucks, trailers and tippets. No word yet on hatches or fish, but at least we know the scenery’s spectacular. Jack Raine’s been buring up the airwaves with his texted messages and cell phone photography, the low resolution of […]

By next weekend, the Upper Sac will likely fall below 1000 cfs (Brian; you were only one week off…). Those aren’t the most comfortable flows you’ve ever fished, but they’re plenty fishable. Hatches are spotty; a smorgasboard one night and dead the next. But what do you care? You’re rugged and courageous - a mans’ […]

As the Upper Sac falls to 1400 cfs flows and the river begins to open up, I’m stuck at my cluttered desk trying to make heads or tails of keyword research for a client. I’d cry, but run the risk of shorting the keyboard and delaying things even more. Next week, however, the evenings are […]

Chris Raine and son Jack continue their road trip (presumably) after spending two days on Silver Creek in Idaho. Communication is sparse, but apparently the fishing was at least OK, and all limbs remain intact. Chris’ son Jack sent a couple of videos from his phone, and one recounted the aftermath of Chris hooking a […]