Sunrise, front yard. 18 degrees.
Getting outside early in the morning means stinging skin and cold, clumsy hands.
Still, I find myself possessing photographic evidence that Winter in the mountains may not be warm or easy, but it is often spectacular.
Warmer
After a cold start to the year, the last several weeks have seen warmer afternoons, which just might be waking up the river.
I’m even hearing scattered reports of rising fish, though they’re few and far between.
Tomorrow I go looking for a few risers of my own. More words, pictures and impressions as they happen.
Until then, good morning from the Underground.
[tags]mount shasta, sunrise, photography, mountains, fly fishing[/tags]
18 degrees…ha, try negative 20 and trow in some ridiculous wind chill from average 25 mph winds then we’ll talk. Oh, and let’s not forget that I haven’t seen a river, or a creek, or any flow of water except for dripping icicles for over a month. I’d be sweating over there! Good luck with those fish tomorrow though.
C4CRaine(Quote)
Yup, it’s supposed to be -25F tomorrow night. Lucky you at +18F. I guess I’ll just have to cuddle up to the tying vise & think of May.
coldH2Owi(Quote)
Yesterday I caught cut throat in the 22 – 24″ range on the Rogue. The fish was heavy, and from the thickness of the jawbone, probably pretty old, though its colors were bright. This is only the 4th cut throat of this size I have caught on the Rogue in the 8 years I have fished it. It was definitely the heavest. I thought I had a steelhead and I was pretty shocked that it was a cut throat. It hit a size 14 march brown flymph.
- rriver
rriver(Quote)
Good news! I’m heading up tomorrow to fish with Roberts. Coming is my brother in law – the Maine Guide who also builds those wooden Grand Lake Stream canoes.
Tom Chandler(Quote)