If you’re not current on this story, several organizations (including Trout Unlimited and Orvis) were funding habitat restoration efforts on the river when the Vermont Fish & Wildlife service announced plans to stock 1000 sterile rainbow trout for catch & kill purposes (the river is C&R).

Restoration on the Batten Kill should continue without stocking of rainbow trout.

Orvis threatened to withdraw the remainder of its $100,000 habitat restoration contribution if the river wasn’t managed for wild trout, and after a public meeting where comments ran 5-1 against stocking, the stocking plan looked dead in the water.

Still, the final decision won’t be made until October 21, and Wayne Laroch - Commissioner of Vermont Fish & Wildlife - said “The possibility of stocking is slim.”

Slim?! For now, we’ll take that as a good sign, but we’ll keep an eye on the thing.

Nowadays you can’t take your eyes off a good wild trout population for fear you’ll go there one day and discover someone has smashed the passenger side window and stolen the wild trout “radio” out from under your nose…

[tags]Batten Kill, restoration, Orvis[/tags]

Whining seen on Internet. Who could have guessed?

Larry Tullis recently posted a note on the Fly Fishermen board bemoaning the state of fly fishing publishing today. I picked up on the thread via the irreverent Ass Hooked Whitey blog, the writer of which seems to have a better grasp of the state of publishing than Mr. Tullis. I posted a response on page 2 of the thread, but all the whining by “insiders” aside, it did force me to look at my reasons for writing the Trout Underground - and why I’m sinking my energy into it instead of the essay book I first considered writing.

Honestly, I believe our small-but-passionate community of fanatics is the key. I may still write that essay book, but I get a kick out of every comment and post that goes up here. Where else would I get to trade posts and comments with the likes of Ian Rutter, Sully, etc, while avoiding the “cesspool of content” clogging the message boards? Enough said.

And now, fishing.

I’m not making any promises, but I’ve got three fishing plans in the hopper. There are the ever-aggressive smallies on Lake Siskiyou (a pleasant float tube evening), a couple hike-in alpine lakes, and a river-based long-shot that I am not going to tell you about here. If it pays off, it pays off big.

The hot weather really tends to limit your choices, but it’s no reason to stand on the brakes. Get out and fish.

Today’s Underground Entertainment

To see what a real fishercreature looks like (one that doesn’t need split shot or high modulus graphite), simply visit our friends at GetOutdoors and watch bears catch salmon after salmon - live on the the McNeil River State Game Sanctuary live WebCam.

Finally, do you love mosquitos? No? GetOutdoors provides us with information that mosquitos might love you because of your genes (the kind your parents gave you, not the pants). Comforting to know that - even as the little bloodsuckers infest you with West Nile virus - it’s one more thing you can blame on your parents… See you somewhere cooler, Tom Chandler

So he turned uppersac.com over to me, and I quickly built the Trout Underground. I wanted a more literate take on the traditional fishing report - a sort of sideways look at the fly fishing life instead of the endless “how-to” that seemingly obscures the fly fishing experience for so many.

Hopefully, if you read the Trout Underground, you’re looking for more than hints about which fly to use next weekend. And while you’ll get a bit of that here, you won’t get it for free…

Time to write, my pretties.

I want to know who your favorite fly fishing writers are. And I want to know why. What I don’t want are those stupid “message-board” lists where you throw out the first five names that leap to mind and leave it at that. That’s cowardice.

Pick one (two tops). And tell us - in a short paragraph or two - why they’re your favorite. They must have touched you. They must mean something. Fill us in. I’ll even go first.

Thomas McGuane. Of all the fly fishing writers, no one heaps so much meaning on the backs of so few words as McGuane, and yet he does so without ever sacrificing a clear point of view. His prose is tightly written, brilliantly outlined and expansively detailed. He might as well be painting images across the page instead of sentences and paragraphs.

His remarks at the front of “The Longest Silence” crystallized my thinking about the state of contemporary fly fishing and moved me to found the Trout Underground.

John Gierach. My bonus pick is John Gierach. Sure, I love his ability to pick two unconnected ideas out of the air and then render them inseparable, but he’s truly a favorite because he demonstrated possibility to me at a time when I needed to know I had choices beyond my unhappy urban existence.

I didn’t necessarily need to move to a remote town and become a trout bum, but he did it, and maybe I could move to a remote town and just fish a lot. He’s a good read, and when somebody’s writing affects your life choices, then he’s gotta make the list. Gotta.

Your turn.

For tonight’s Underground Entertainment, consider guide Ian Rutter’s fishing report, where he’s posted an extremely rare photo of himself actually working (rowing) instead of walking around the Smokies and pointing (which he’ll try to convince you is work). Slacker.

Then there’s the GetOutdoors blog, which reports the US Forest Service believes your average distance from a road in the lower 48 is on the order of 12.5 miles. No wonder all the good water’s fished out…

Then more from Blogfish about small floating islands which filter pollution. I can think of a few waters which could use a few of these (and maybe houses too). And lord knows I’d love to get one capable of following Wally the Wonderdog around… See you on an island, Tom Chandler.

It’s been an interesting work binge, with the inevitable result that today I’m staring at the screen like a zombie on downers. Ian’s even breathing down my neck to finish a joint project, so this will be necessarily short. (Don’t complain - you got a bonus leader post from Sully.)

Today’s Underground Entertainment is good stuff. First, the always interesting MidCurrent points us towards an incredibly, deeply, wildly interesting interview with Thomas McGuane at New West magazine (an incredibly, deeply, wildly interesting online magazine). McGuane’s my favorite fly fishing writer (and fly fishing writers will be the subject of an upcoming Underground Quiz); he’s an interesting character and we’re really entering must-read territory here. So read it.

Lately I’ve been adding RSS feeds to my new reader, and one of the best additions has been the Blogfish conservation blog. His latest post concerns the ongoing Klamath River salmon nightmare and the involvement of some major political figures in it.

Thus, the mad dash to finish a couple of big Web projects, and to write a new marketing manifesto for my consulting biz. My old freelance copywriter site was pretty but hugely dated, so I’ve opted for a minimalist, copy-oriented look in my new site. It isn’t finished, but interested Underground readers can get a sneak preview at Chandlerwrites.com.

Then there’s my brand-new copywriting/marketing blog, the name of which you’ll find eerily familiar: The Writer Underground. Given the blog format, it’s more familiar ground for my readers. (Feel free to pass both links along to any marketing directors you know.)

As for the fishing, it’s still quite good, but perhaps falling off the peak of the last two weeks. Chris Raine had a slow night last night (damned few bugs) and Wayne Eng mentioned that the daytime fishing was getting a little tough. There’s still hope I’m going to get out tonight, and if I do, expect words tomorrow.

In the absence of useful fishing information, I’d direct you to Ian Rutter’s site since for him, working and fishing amount to almost the same thing… See you on the river (we hope), Tom Chandler

The lake standby; the Callibaetis mayfly.

This time I had my float tube, and did what I always do on a new lake; rig up a #14 Hares Ear Soft hackle and take a quick tour of the lake, looking for rocks, shelves, drop-offs and (especially) weed beds. Normally, by the time the tour’s over I’ve had a grab or two, and - given the mayflies on the surface and the expansive number of mayfly shucks still in the surface film - I figured the fish would be looking for the Hare’s Ear.

I figured wrong.

I switched to a small leech, then a dark wet fly, and as my all-too-short 2.5 hours on the lake drew to an end, a Griffith’s Gnat (found two quietly rising fish in a corner), and finally a midge pupa. The number of mayfly shucks in the windlblown parts of the lake was truly impressive, and I wish I’d been on the scene when the meat of the hatch was coming off.

Still, I wasn’t, and the scenery was wonderful, and the company was excellent (the L&T Nancy and the Wonderdog were also there), and we even got to see Mt. Shasta’s fireworks display from a high ridge overlooking the entire town. I fished that Steffen 8.5′ fiberglass rod, and a few fish would have been a nice test for the rod, but it still was a far, far better way to spend the Fourth than hanging around a tourist-clogged town.

Welcome to Toad Lake. Trees, water, and fish smarter than I am.

Meet the new Cooler…

While I’ve been reconnoitering the alpine lakes and fishing a small stream (and catching very few fish), the rest of the Underground Irregulars have been having a party on the McCloud and Upper Sac. Chris Raine’s back from his road trip to some of the West’s premier rivers and having more fun on this river (catching fish like the colorful speciment below). Tonight, damnit, I’m joining him.

Seems like it my year to fill the role of “cooler” - that gambling legend where someone’s bad luck is pervasive enough that he could “cool” the hot hand of any one at the table. I’ve been cooling the “hot” bite almost everywhere I’ve gone this year, and I’ve decided that ends tonight. And maybe Thursday night too.

A pretty 16″ speciment whose colors really light up with Chris’ flash. (Chris Raine fish and photo)

Other News…

Ian Rutter has posted a new fishing report, including his account about running into a rattlesnake. Carp on the fly posts a picture of a 20 lb carp, a beast of a fish that would kick your butt no matter you caught him on.

I’m off to get some work done before tonight’s rager on the river. As always, post whatever’s on your mind, and I’ll let you konw what happened… See you on the river, Tom Chandler.

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 proportion (fortunately, the trout keep me humble). What’s interesting are the number of overseas visitors; I’m posting from the side of a volcano in a tiny town in the mountains of Northern California, and the idea that people are reading it many, many time zones away just knocks my socks off.

Fly fishing blogs are popping up all over the Internet, but many offer precious little original content. Here, the idea remains that fly fishing is supposed to be fun, and that other folks might have fun sitting in on the adventures of a truly mediocre fly fisher (and his friends) who happens to write for a living.

Add a Comment. Make a Writer Happy.

I truly enjoy the comments posted on the blog, and would urge others to add their voice. I’d love to see an online community evolve that manages to avoid the animosity and low signal/noise ratio of the fly fishing message boards I’ve visited, but rarely re-visit.

It’s been a good ride and fortunately, I’m still enjoying it. I first started posting fishing reports/entries better than two years ago, though I only moved to blog software earlier this year. Along the way, I hope readers learned a little something, and (most importantly) had a good time. The number of visitors to the Underground continues to grow, and I want to thank everyone who stops by and hangs out for even a few minutes.

See you having fun on the river, Tom Chandler.

Like Water for Money…

Meant to post this one a couple days ago but it got lost in the shuffle; another judge has handed corporate giant Nestle their ass in the ongoing legal dispute over Nestle’s rapacious deal for McCloud’s water. This was a pretty heinous example of a corporation taking advantage of a small town - even to the point that Nestle supplied the lawyer that “evaluated” the contract for McCloud. Without going into extensive detail, the deal was rushed through by a small committee in McCloud without public review, and it turned out to be a real hummer. Glad to see it go.

All That Glitters is Probably Expensive…

For those with way more money than what my parents would call “common sense” we offer the following story about bejeweled flies that some yutz actually fished. As much as you have to admire conspicious consumption, I get cranky when I lose a fly built with $0.62 worth of materials, so there’s little chance I’ll be ordering any of these soon…

Fun Blog…

If you’re bored and are interested in non-fly fishing blogs, here’s one from Florida that was humorous and fun. Visit Hornetbear here.

Fishing Fun

Looks like a couple fishing opportunities for me over the weekend. Tonight might find the exhaused, L&T Nancy and I up at a local lake, and over the weekend we’re looking at our hike-in-to-a-remote-lake opportunities. Life is good.

I’ve got one more bit of good news, but I’m writing it up now and posting it later today. Enjoy Good News Friday, no matter how you spend it. See you on the river, Tom Chandler

Today at least, the world no longer feels like it’s tilted permenantly downhill away from me, and I feel good (almost normal, or at least as close as I get). This evening I’ll be fishing. Naturally, as soon as the river falls to fishable levels the hellish temperatures descend on us, but I was lucky enough to enjoy a couple nights of fishing on the seam between the two.

Temps in Dunsmuir have exceeded 100 degrees, but because of the mountains, it always cools down at night. I’m guessing the fishing will soon fall into the morning and evening routine that defines the Upper Sac during warm weather, and those with daytime aspirations will do well to find the most oxygenated water on the menu.

There’s plenty more below, so today’s Underground Entertainment is limited to a couple entries. First, MidCurrent brings us a story about Grand Lake Stream - that little slice of Maine where I go every year (looks like September this year). The Fly Fishing Yellowstone blog tells us that the stoneflies are descending in numbers in that part of the country. Then - via Collateral Damage - comes a story of Southern California pelicans suspected of flying under the influence (yup). Finally, Ian Rutter overcomes the Web problems he’s been having and posts a couple of reports on fishing in his very pretty part of the country…

The Raine Road Trip enters Gierach Territory

With Chris Raine rolling ever closer to the Colorado Springs, he’s apparently now passing through John Gierach territory - that bit around Lyons immortalized in Gierach’s numerous essays. Thankfully, Jack Raine’s good with a cell phone camera and we’ve got more pictures of a part of the country you’re probably familiar with if you’ve ever read much Gierach (and who hasn’t). Enjoy!

A beaver dam on the St. Vrain. Pretty, but no fish for Chris. (J. Raine photo)

A nice rainbow from the Big Thompson - one of three that Chris & Jack caught. (J. Raine photo)

Bamboo rod builder Mike Clark outside his shop in Lyons. (Mike, try another swig of coffee - you don’t look so happy.) (J. Raine photo)

Another reference to the happy hot dog, though this one by an ethnic group (the Vikings) not known for their tube steaks. No word as to whether slaw dogs are on the menu. (J. Raine photo)

Of course, not everyone’s at home slicing and dicing statistics; the Underground’s Surf Fishing Correspondent Jim Troyer reports in with news (and a picture) from The OC surf, and even ends his report with the Underground’s politically correct “Fun day on the water.” Thats pretty much how every fishing story should end. Here it is:

Jim Troyer and his pet Calico…

I hit the kayak’s with my friend Craig and ventured off Capo Beach down here in Orange County. We paddled down to the reef off Beach Rd. and drifted the area for a few hours. The tide was on the upswing and Craig metered fish in one area and said ” there’s a bunch right here”. No sooner than that, I cast into the area, let the fly sink and started stripping and got hit by this nice Calico! I brought the 10wt. this time just to make sure I was covered in case a big White Sea Bass came a knockin’. Fun day on the water.

The Raine Road Trip continues, though today’s news isn’t about fish as much as the trip-disrupting power of random gravel flight; below is the front window of the Airstream, the repairing of which kept Jack and Chris from their morning appointment at Silver Creek. More on this major breaking news story (”Exposed in Idaho ‘06: A Shocking Story Mineral-based Vandalism”).

Road Tripus Interruptus…

Finally, we’ve got a few fun links, courtesy the Underground Entertainment Department. First, the Urban Fly Fisher describes the sudden appearance of fiber optics cable spools in his beloved river, then Patrick O’Grady hilariously recounts a family wedding on his non-fly fishing blog (it’s beyond funny).

This last link isn’t entertaining as much as alarming; it’s a GetOudoors story highlighting a U.N. Report about overharvesting our oceans. Sobering, but GetOudoors comes right back with good news: lists of seafood that are OK to eat if you want to protect the resource.

See you having fun on the water, Tom Chandler.

When I die, I want to go to heaven in… a Fish Coffin
Apparently, shaped coffins are the rage in Ghana. Wanna be buried in a fish? Coca-Cola bottle? Bible? Thanks to the Underground - and Alert Reader Gerry - you know where to go…

Why not? This looks a lot better to me than a square box… (yahoo news photo)

Massively Parallel Bass Fishing
Though I’m a bamboo & fiberglass fishing retro-grouch, I’m always on the lookout for technology that improves our lot in life. That’s why Sun Microsystem’s new game server array has made the news (and why Alert Reader Gerry sent it along); with any luck, you’ll soon be able to fish competitively online against other freakish tech geeks. Sure, Sun’s only talking Bass fishing at the moment, but expect the “A Massively Parallel River Runs Through It” version any day…

Yet More Shocking Slaw Dog News
Ian Rutter sent us this abominable “slaw dog” recipe, where our trusty tube steak treat is horribly mis-treated by modern cuisine. They substitute seared tuna for our beloved hunk of mystery meat, and then compound the crime with vegetables tossed in a “simple Oriental vinaigrette, which, when time is short, can be replaced with bottled citrus ginger dressing.”

Oh the humanity! (There is a letter to Viking in the Underground’s future). Ian somewhat snidely suggests this might be the perfect “California version” of the dog, but a little research reveals the ugly, ugly truth; Viking (the Web site hosting this affront to slaw dog lovers everywhere) is located in… Mississippi. Questions about why so many southern states overindulge in doubled letters aside, I think this illustrates a key talking point in the Underground’s upcoming political campaign: the assault against our gas station food heritage from every corner of the country.

More Carp News…
Finally, from another continent, Correspondent Mitch White reports there is no carp fishing in any bar in Tapei - at least none that he could find. Mitch is a statistician, and says he based this conclusion on “large-number” analysis, so we’re pretty sure he’s got it right. More research, he suggests, is on its way, especially at a place aptly named “Slee Zee Chen’s.” More coming from our courageous Chinese correspondent (assuming he finds his way back to the hotel).

The Upper Sac continues to slowly fall, with flows now entering the 2400 cfs range. That’s not what I’d call “happily fishable” but it is approaching the levels where you can actually accomplish something out there (though rarely gracefully). It’s a weekend for work, but there’s always a chance for a quick fishing expedition. As always, we’ll let you know. See you over the weekend, Tom Chandler.

For those with a bent for controversial topics (who, us?), here’s an interesting essay from the Flyfishingwalkabouts blog about indicator fishing, where he asks the question - is the indicator a useful tool that’s become a lazy shortcut?

Then, the ever-weird Moldy Chum links to a video titled the Belly Boat Hustle. I have this on video tape (thanks to the efforts of my Alert Older Brother Scott), but wanted to share it with the Underground’s huddled masses. You’ll want to buy a pair of ballet slippers.

For those with a few extra bucks and a yen for tropical climates in the depths of winter, Ian Rutter is organizing a trip to the Bonefish Heaven that is Belize’s Turneffe Flats. You can read about his prior Turneffe Flats bonefish trip here. I can think of a lot of things that might really bite, but catching lots of bonefish in February isn’t one of them.

Also, a reminder to everyone that the Upper Sacramento River Exchange - an organization worth supporting - is still offering three days of fishing for six anglers at CalTrout’s private Upper Sac fishing camp. Includes meals, fulltime camp host, two nights, and fishing help when time permits, and at less than $112/day per angler, it’s a steal. Read the information here, and then call the Upper Sac River Exchange at 520.235.2012.

Other hot links include a bunch of good, funny stories at The Flyfish magazine, more fly fishing fun (and adventures with cows) in Scotland from Urban Flyfishing the Kelvin;and some good news for Yellowstone anglers (hint: the stoneflies are out). Finally, a wader story that tries to end the “fill your waders and you’ll sink like a stone” myth that irritates me to no end.

Are we done? Not on your life; there’s still the witty Collateral Damage, who posted this entry about the legal perils of Being Barbie. Apparently, a Canadian judge has dissed the Mighty Plastic Blonde Bimbette…

The sun’s shining, the clouds are puffy, the slaw dogs are cooking… it’s another perfect day on the Trout Underground. Lemme know what you’re thinking. See you here, Tom Chandler.

If you’re not familiar with the CalTrout camp, it’s a rustic camp with tent platforms and enclosed huts that’s located seconds from a remote part of the river. The section of river it accesses is a long walk from other access points, so you’re unlikely to see many other anglers. (I live up here, and hell, I’d love to fish that part of the river without the hike…)

Of course, you can always pile into a car and hit any part of the river. Though this is a fundraiser, the price is very reasonable – $2,000 for the whole gig, which I’m told is less than $112/angler per day. You can see their flyer (.pdf format) by clicking here. Or call them at 530-235-2012.

Get together five buddies and call The River Exchange to pick a date (October Caddis? Pink Alberts? Early winter BWOs??). But don’t wait too long – they have one package available, and the first caller gets it. Good luck! And send the Underground some pictures from your weekend…

Today’s Underground Entertainment

I’m in a hurry to get out and fish this afternoon, so the rest will be brief. Moldy Chum brings us news of trout on steroids, leading me to a vision of Barry Bonds-esque trout leaping out of the stream and beating the crap out of fly fishers when they make inferior drifts. You’ve been warned.

Also some good environmental news (for a change); the story of a group of Maine guides and small town folks who successfully beat off the specter of development, and protected their outdoor way of life. Good reading from a part of Maine I’ll be heading to in September. A beautiful place.

The river calls, so I’m out of here! More when I’m back. See you on the river, Tom Chandler.

That’s not a snowfield. That’s a lake not even on the verge of iceout. [S. Bertrand photo]

With that plan thwarted, I’m looking at a trip to the Upper Rogue this weekend; stoneflies exert a powerful pull on most fly fishers, and the chance to fish with Underground Bamboo Groupie Kent and Guide Dave Roberts sweetens the pot to a considerable extent. More as it happens.

For those – like myself – who are condemned to another day of quiet desperation, I humbly offer Today’s Underground Entertainment.

First, MidCurrent brings us the gripping story of nymph fishers denied their favorite lead putty, a desperate tale sure to bring tears to the eyes of dry fly guys everywhere (I’m getting kinda misty just writing about it). I’ve never used the lead putty in question (couldn’t figure out how to make it float), but the inordinate amount of teeth gnashing suggests people are fighting cancer with the stuff as opposed to sinking flies with it.

The ever-entertaining Moldy Chum site brings us a link to a wooden boat manufacturer whose boats absolutely scream class. Vigilant readers will remember that my Maine-based brother in-law crafts wooden Grand Lake Stream canoes during the winter, and there’s really nothing quite as pleasing to the eye as catching smallmouth bass on bamboo fly rods from a wooden boat.

Finally, from the deep, dark recesses of Oregon emenates a nice new blog dedicated to fly fishing for Carp, an arm of the sport that’s really found its legs recently. Big, rubbery lips are suddenly all the rage, and I admit to having fond memories of catching carp in a decorative apartment pond when I lived in the S.F. Bay Area, where I quickly learned not to underestimate the damage a five-pounder can do to a poorly tied leader or underweight rod. See you on the best Carp water, TC.

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That’s OK – we’re not the only fly fishing destination trying to keep our heads above a tidal wave of largely trout-free water. A quick check on the very useful Fly Fishing Yellowstone blog (now a link in the sidebar) shows that even the rivers whose names drop very, very loudly are seeing unruly flows to the point that you’re better off fishing the grassy banks than the river itself. (What flies do you use to catch grass trout? The night crawler version of the San Juan worm??)

Still, all is not lost in the Golden State as illustrated by Alert Underground Reader Jim Troyer, who has been fly fishing the SoCal surf before going to work. We quote:

“As for fishing, I’ve been pounding the water before work (grey light sessions). When the tide is right, I’ve been finding some good long troughs and holes where our finned friends hang out. I had three Corbina on the other day but lost two because of knot failure, and the third took a run and popped off. This is the fly I’ve been using, it’s called a “Razzler” and I tie a version similar but much thinner (the Nicole Richie version).” [Jim Troyer photo]

We applaud Jim’s fishing ethic, and as a reward for making the Underground’s Monday wrapup, we’re sending him two pieces of monofilament line so he can practice his knots, and a slaw dog because he missed the big Slawdog Cookout here on the Upper Sac (and Jim, we’re sending them media mail, so we can safely say the Slaw Dog will be reaching “maturity” when it arrives).

Ian Rutter – another Underground Regular – has been guiding his fingers to the bone, working pretty much every day since I left the Slaw dog-rich environs of Tennessee in early May. The fishing’s been pretty good which certainly lightens the load on any guide, but guiding that much would drive me to a slaw dog addiction, if not worse. In an obvious attempt to minimize the importance of our recent Slaw Dog cookout, Ian jealously mentioned that no Slaw Dog-oriented revelry would be complete without a Moon Pie for dessert. Damn. We’re going to have to do it all again.

For now, it’s back to work for me, though in an act of pure optimism, I bought a new pair of light hiking boots in preparation for fishing the area’s more remote alpine lakes and streams this summer. Hopeful or foolishly optimistic? We’ll know by this fall…

Coming soon to a Trout Underground near you, we’re going to liberate a few more stories from Montana Correspondent Sully’s past, and hopefully get a few of the better local fly patterns tied and photographed. See you underwater, TC.

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