We’re finishing a stretch of gray, drippy weather (a seven month stretch), and while the forecast for a couple 70 degree days doesn’t exactly suggest summer, I’m here to say it’s time to get the hell on the river.
Spring is springing, and it’s time to get on the damned water.
The Upper Sac’s hovering near 1000 cfs (expect a short spike over the weekend due to higher temps and sunshine). That’s eminently fishable, though crossing the river at all your "usual" spots could result in some significant shrinkage.
Be careful.
The really good news? The bugs are afoot, my Underground friends — several different kinds.
Weaving together a report at this time of the year involves interrogating talking to friends with homes near the river, and the reports suggest everything from the cinnamon caddis to the odd Green Drake.
Bob Grace of the Ted Fay Fly Shop typically got right to the point: "It’s the beginning of the good times — the start of the period when you can get at all the stupid fish."
The McCloud’s back into shape after the crazy flows of last week, and while the backcountry remains somewhat snowbound, there’s hope for some of the smaller waters — one of which I should be fishing right damned now.
Life intrudes, and you sometimesw do what you have to instead of what you want to, and the key is really to minimize the number of "have to" moments.
See you on the river (all weekend long), Tom Chandler.
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Came on!!! Don´t be such a chicken! Use a good coat and you forget the weather.
Regards.
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Hey Tom, speaking of crazy McCloud flows, did you fish it during the increased flows? If so, how was it?
Bjorn
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Yep. Time to get on the water.
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Bjorn: No, I didn’t. Fishing it during the spill was largely pointless, though once the waters subsided, I understand the river absolutely blew up (bugs and fish).
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