I’m still Acting Single Dad this morning, and the fast-adding-to-her-vocabulary Little M doesn’t tolerate much keyboard time, so you’re looking at a very short Friday Follies post.

And hell, if Moldy can do it, so can we. Behold this Friday’s fishing-related (barely) pinup:

Friday's Fishing Pinup

Don't blame us - Moldy started it...

The Upper Sacramento Running High… Still

Meanwhile, the Upper Sacramento watershed is finally seeing its first 80+ degree days (maybe even a 90 on Sunday), and flows remain high – though not necessarily unfishably high.

The graph of flows has assumed the traditional oscillations, and we’ll know the bulk of the runoff has passed when the graph begins a stairstep downward instead of up.

For now, we’re clearly looking at ‘up.’

Upper Sacramento River flows

Flow trends are still up on the Upper Sacramento River.

Chris Raine invested a few minutes reconnoitering a mid-river stretch only to find some big mayflies putting in an appearance on the surface while the trout blithely ignored them (probably due to the fast flows).

That’s OK. The Underground’s Advanced Spy Satellite Network (the NSA comes to us for advice) suggests there are one or two small streams looking more than a little fishable, and there’s a chance for a weekend visit.

If it’s like other recent trips, I’ll catch a few trout, lose a few flies, curse a little, watch the batteries on the camera fail right as a truly colorful fish comes to hand, and basically have the time of my life.

What’s Coming Up?

I’ve been operating in a state of overwhelm the last two weeks, and while the Undergrounders remain safely out of reach of The Dreaded Blogger Bitching About All The Distractions post, it’s also true my pile of half-written articles far exceeds the number of articles I’ve managed to actually post on the Underground.

I’ve got a followup to our Blockbuster Boonie Hat article, another “Top Five” post written specifically to save fly fishing from Certain Doom, and perhaps – just perhaps – a David & Goliath story about a one-man fly fishing business running headlong into a Big Corporate Legal Department Apparently Filled With Bullies.

More as it happens from the Underground – fly fishing’s friend to the Small People.

See you at the diaper changing table, Tom Chandler.