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Dr. G — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:53:02 +0000

Hear ye! Hear ye!

Dr. G — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 14:50:16 +0000

My good friends over at the Frenzy asked my to put this up. There really was no need to ask, I am always willing to help out. Please read and help out if you can.

Frenzy Nation,

We have hesitated putting this up on the blog due to the fact we don’t want to over step our bounds, but we do think using our Frenzy Blog and networks on Facebook and Twitter to do good is something that most will understand.

We are trying to help raise money for the International Rett Syndrome foundation. Bill Farnum, a friend of ours has a daughter with Rett Syndrome. Rett Syndrome is a unique neurodevelopmental disorder which begins to show its affects in infancy or early childhood and is actually a condition that has the potential to be improved or cured. We, along with many others are attending a fly fishing event August 27^th & 28^th in Teton Springs to raise money for International Rett Syndrome Foundation and to help bring awareness to this cause.

We are asking anyone willing to please donate $10 to the cause. Please visit www.casting4acure.com to read more about Rett Syndrome and how Bill is doing good in this world.

If you want to donate we can send you a money request via PayPal, you could send a check or click the donate button below. For anyone that donates the International Rett Syndrome foundation will send you a donation receipt in the mail.

Again, please understand our intentions are to promote a great cause using the resources of the web and social media. We do understand things are tight in this economy and appreciate you even considering.

Salmon Fly Hatch

Dr. G — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 03:13:17 +0000

With all the excitement of the coveted Salmon Fly Hatch…I have been getting a little excited and antsy to hit any river with big flies and fish. Seriously, what am I doing?

Taken from the Fly Fishing Frenzy site:

Fly Fishing Idaho

Fly fishers extraordinaries Marc “Rowdy” Crapo and Royce Klingler from Premier Fly Fishing give a very informative update on the famous Salmon Fly Hatch that occurs on the Henry’s Fork of the Snake River. These boys know their stuff when it comes to fly fishing Idaho.

ENJOY!

After meeting Royce & Crapo, they are both first class guys and fly fishermen.

Chapter 2: The Frenzy Went Big in 09…Best BIG Fish Stories

Dr. G — Fri, 29 May 2009 04:22:00 +0000

It isn’t an understatement to say that this year we went BIG on the Frenzy. When I say big, I mean fish caught that brake the famed 20 inch trout mark or that came really close. But who cares because catching a trout that size is just cool, if it has an awesome story…Plus it grows an inch ever time it is told anyway. I’m not going to go into too much of an overall write up because I want to share each story as they are all very unique and just down right amazing experiences.

On Top At Daniels
We Started the trip with a little stop-by at Daniels Res. (Hoss’s Idea) The plan was to fish for about 30 mins and see if we could get at least one good fish before we got to Rexburg and Rainbow Lake. My first thought was it was going to be tough to hook up from the shore with not much cover and not much room for a back cast. As I worked down the dam I noticed in the far corner some rising fish and a big fallen tree in the lake. From up high I could see a nice bow working on the edge of the fallen tree. I casted my bugger in front of it and just like a shallow wise fish it gave me the fin and was gone. After the wind died a little I noticed some gulpers about 20 yrds in front of me. Knowing it was already time to go and everyone was at the truck. I dropped my gear and ran to the truck to get my floating line set up. I told them I might have them figured out and ran the 400 yrds back to my spot. On the first cast with my midges a big 20 inch bow grabbed my emerger and I was into my backing within seconds. After getting my line over the fallen tree and running to the far corner of the dam I was able to bring the beautiful bow to the shore on 6X tippet. It was a great way to start off the Frenzy!

Chubbs Monster
As Hancey, Hoss and I approached a wet, cold Chubbs on the South Fork. He didn’t say hi, but asked us in a weird voice “Hey you guys caught any big fish?” I don’t no if we were shocked by the question or what, but we all kinda mumble yeah, we’ve done ok. Then out from behind his legs came a Monster Fine Spotted Cutthroat. We were like what the heck is going on is this a dream or something… We measured the Cutt to be a true 23 inch with a 12 inch girth with a head the size of Jay Leno. It was a true monster of a Cutthroat and the largest Fine Spotted I have ever scene. The Story behind this fish is that Chubbs had spotted a nice gravel bar behind some fallen pine trees. As he approached the hole he saw this fish flash. After switching set ups the toad hit a glow bug and the fight was on. Nice Fish Chubbs you deserved it bro.

Pardon the Interuption

Fishing Hebgen Lake with Mikey and Jordan we found ourselves drifting across a big bay in the middle of the day. Nothing much was happening, so Jordan started to interview me for the film we were shooting. As I was sitting on my butt with my legs hanging over the side of the drift boat trying to explain why fishing is important to life. In mid sentence I felt this jolt through my hands and down my rod. Almost losing my rod, I set the hook and and fought what ended up being my largest Hebgen Trout ever. The nice male Brown measured 21inches and was well worth the interruption.

Chonomid Lake-I mean Hebgen Lake

When we got to Hebgen we were hoping to fish the famed ice-out cruising trout with chronomids, but not much was happening on top, so we all drifted buggers until evening when the hatch was so thick we were eating as much as the fish. We still managed to pull out some pigs

Chubbs Bugger Bow and Jacks Emerger Madness

Hoss’s Big Brown Caught in the Shallows

20 inch Bow 9 inch Fly

In Search for a Tiger Musky I threw on an over sized Perch Fly as the sunset faded and darkness settled on us. I didn’t have any other strikes until my last cast of the day. I thought I had a nice bass until I tried to pull it into the boat and I couldn’t lift it. After netting it I saw it was a trout and a nice surprise with the big fly dangling in it face.

Dave’s Stoned Brown

It wasn’t the largest, but I really liked this picture, so its in… Nice Pic Hoss

Madison Twins: A Story of Unwanted Water

There must have been 5 or more guys who walked right pasted a little back eddied that held 15 or more big hungry rainbows. It wasn’t there fault the fish were hard to spot and it wasn’t the best run in the area. (At least from the looks of it) Lucky for me, I took a good long look at the run and decided I would give it a shot. On the first cast I was hooked up, but lost the fish. After that the picky bows rejected my offerings. I got unto a better angle and switched to smaller midges (#20 Leroy Special) w/out an indicator. Within two casts I was hooked up with and landed 21 & 20 inch bows. My largest Madison bows to date…

Fat Buck 21 incher

Little Bro 20

Hoss’s Madison Surprise

Hoss found his own secret run behind a nice rock where the bows were stacked up. He landed this nice bow on camera. Shortly after hooking himself and face planting going after one of Dave’s fish.

Jake’s Stripping Bow

I don’t have a story to this except that he caught it on a big ugly articulated streamer on the South Fork on a rainy overcast day. Sweet Fish Jake!

Night Fishing

Caught out of Chubbs Victor house pond. Chubbs first caught Rudy in the eye lid then landed this big 22 inch cutt to finish off the night.

A Float to Remember

Dave and Mikey floated together from Veron to Chester on the Henry’s Fork. When the rest of us were catching average bows these guys were rassling some beautiful HF bows. Mikey said this was his trip highlight.

Hoss’s Hog

Dr G vs Mr Brown

You know there are those stories that get told over and over again, but they never seem to get old or lose their appeal. Well this is one of them. It all started on a little known stretch of the Henry’s Fork that the locals call “Bubbleland”. The water was raging almost three times it’s natural flow and to top it off it was as brown as chocolate milk. The final obstacle was the wind. It seemed to be jealous of the raging river and added it own rage. I remember saying to myself, why are we wasting our time when there are some many other places close by. Since the main river was basically unfishable. I focused my attention to a smaller tributary that looked at least fishable. After catching a white fish and a giant sucker in the only fishable water. I decided that I would head back to a spot that I had wanted to go to earlier but was taken, by Dave and Hoss when we started. Mikey, Dave and I got there about the same time. I decided to take the lower run and Mikey the upper. After a couple casts I hooked up with a 4 inch little brown that I didn’t even know I had until it was lanched on my back cast. (Top pic) The next cast Dave said “Get it out to the middle seem” It took me a couple shadow cast with the wind, but it was in the perfect spot. As my indicator drifted by me I noticed a twitch, my instinks set in and I set the hook. I felt presure but wasn’t for sure what it was. Then it gave that glorious head shake and I knew I had a fish! It didn’t do much at first except move back in forth in the fast run. I knew it was large, but didn’t know if it was another sucker. As I put more preasure on the fish it took off like a Christmas sale at Wal-Mart. I remember thinking no way is it a sucker its way to fast, more like a bow. It ran straight up stream trying to lose me under the diversion dam than across and finally it gave me a chance to have some control, but it didn’t last long. It was wise and it knew what it was doing. It wizzed by me and straight down stream in the main current. I’ll I remember thinking is I am going to get spooled. After 50 yards into my backing, I said to Dave we have to chase him. As we ran after the fish we had to cross the fast run and luckily Dave was there to keep me balance or I would of been a goner for sure. I’ll I could think as I was running was try and stop the fish before it is to late. So I tried one of the oldest tricks in the book. I released line in hopes the fish would think he was free and swim back up the current. It worked long enough to make up the 100 yrds of backing and get back up some of the fly line. As I applied presure once more to make sure it was still there. It went on another 50 yrd run and about 20 ft from haunting my dreams forever. I told Dave you have to get behind it. So as the athlete he is, he jumped over logs and rocks and got into our last poistion to net the oversized fish. When he saw it for the first time he yelled in excitement and I knew it for sure wasn’t a sucker. But then I started to shake and the presure was so tense I was shaking from head to toe. Dave yelled “You got to get it over 5 ft” I said ok and started walking to the side. When it was finally close enough Dave reached out and netted it on the first attempt! It was over! It was like a worldseries game 7 and the Mets hit a walk off home run. Everyone yelled with excitement. Which brought everyone on the river over to see what all the excitement was about. It was truly one of the finest feets I have ever witnessed and experienced in my life.
Everyone was living in that one moment and was so excited to be part of it. My Brown measured out to be 25 inches and between 7-8 pounds. As I poped the hot pink san jaun out of its mouth I stopped and thought “This is what fly fishing is all about”.

The Fly Fishing Frenzy 2009

Dr. G — Wed, 27 May 2009 01:38:00 +0000

This years Fly Fishing Frenzy has been one of the best trips of my life. It met all of my hopes and goals and fulfilled some I didn’t think possible.

Since these past 6 days have been filled with so many experiences and stories it is hard to combine them into one without missing something. So I think the best way to capture the memories is to break up the Frenzy 09 into a 4 chapter story.

Chapter 1: Big Hoss’s Day Journal

Hoss gave a great summary of this years frenzy on a daily basis as the events happened. Each night after fishing for 10-12 hrs Hoss would post each days events and feelings on the frenzy site. It is a nice way to look back at what happened and how the attitude was at the moment as a tired fishermen tried his best to share the excitement to the world.

Click here to see Hoss’s Posts: www.flyfishingfrenzy.com

Stay Tuned For The Rest of the Story
Chapter 2: The Frenzy Went Big in 09…Best BIG Fish Stories
Chapter 3: It About the Little Things…Things that are small, but mean a lot to the Frenzy
Chapter 4: The Whole Truth…The Complete Write UP of Frenzy 09
Appendix: What, Its Over? Lets start planning next years

Frenzy Count Down and Some!!!

Dr. G — Mon, 18 May 2009 16:02:00 +0000

TWO days and counting until normal men turn into crazy freakish wild creatures roaming the hills of ID and MT in search of big trout and crazy fun… It is 6 days of pure Man-cation enjoyment at its finest.

In prep for the Frenzy I have added a couple new features to Corona…Check em out

Rainbow Lake Ready: No More Lake Rowing!!!

Secured and ready to go: Oar Holders

You can never have to much storage Sunset Tanning

Free Fly Fishing Weekend Give-A-Way!!!

Dr. G — Mon, 06 Apr 2009 17:15:00 +0000

It’s about time the Frenzy did a Give-Away

Alright Frenzy Nation, the Fly Fishing Frenzy is giving away a 3 day 2 night stay at our Cabin in Victor, Idaho (20 miles west of Jackson Hole, Wyoming) in the Teton Springs Development.
The Development is a 27 Hole Johnny Miller Golf Course with many ponds around the development stocked with Native Cutthroat and Brook Trout. I know that for many of our readers/subscribers it might be a ways to travel to Victor, but the journey will be well worth it.
The area is ripe with great fly fishing. Not only will you find trout taking flies on the ponds surrounding the golf course in Teton Springs, but here are a few rivers/creeks that are within a short drive:
Teton River
Bitch Creek,
South Fork of the Snake River,
Henry’s Fork of the Snake,
and many more.

Jackson Hole is a short 25 minute drive over the pass and the nightlife over there is much better than in Victor. You definitely will not be disappointed.

Here is how the Giveaway works. It is really simple, there is only one way to put your name into the running.
Enter your email below to subscribe to our blog (make sure it is a valid email and one you use because that is the only way we will be able to contact the winner) and we will do a drawing on April 20th 2009 out of the list of current subscribers at that time.
The winner will be announced on our Blog that day.
The winner will need to send over 2 – 3 potential dates that work for him/her and we will get it on the calendar.
We will not use your email for anything besides sending you notifications of new blog posts.
The cabin is a 4 bedroom 4.5 bath. It is 4000 sq ft and is fully furnished. Here are a few pics.
ENJOY!

Here is the link to put in for the Give-Away: http://www.flyfishingfrenzy.com/2009/04/01/winner-winner-chicken-dinner/

As a side note, I want to put in my two cents about how amazing this give away is. I was fortunate enough to stay at the Victor Cabin (My Dream Home) last year. The place is a fly fishers dream home. It’s location is perfect and you can’t beat chasing 18-22 inch Native Cutties in your own backyard! I will never forget fishing one of the many ponds in the middle of the night right outside the cabin. It was a full moon and the over sized Cutties were taking my mouse fly with reckless abandonment. It went a little like this: Long cast, big slash, suck ! I missed him, strip once, big slash, got him! After they started to get wise to my mouse fly, a big black wolly bugger, picked up where the mouse left off. Hancey and I left at 3 am, just in time for a couple hours of sleep before we were off to the South Fork of the Snake. Whoever wins this give me a shout and I’ll share some of my other secrets of the local waters.

Dr Gillespie

2008 Frenzy Recap

Dr. G — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:48:00 +0000

This years Frenzy was like no other…or wait maybe it was? How would I know this was only my second year particapating as a true F’er. Before I get into any details I need to give a quick background of what the Frenzy really is and how it came to past. The Frenzy was started 7 years ago as a few choice fisherman decided they needed to leave life, marriage, kids, and work and enter into the unknown world of a fish bum for a 5 day adventure that would change their life. Since the first Frenzy had such a deep effect on these men they decided to make the last week in May an annual occurance. This year the Frenzy started well before its offical date (June 12-16th) with the advent of trash talking emails and bragging rights posts to the Frenzy blog. The anticapation was thick and I don’t think anyone really got anything done at work in the week leading up to the Frenzy. The 2008 Frenzy began as little groups started merging together and migrating to a little town up north we like to call Rexburg. Dave Hancey, Brent (Hoss), and myseft road together in Dave nascar truck. After what seemed like a short drive, we arrived to Chubbs private lake to be greeted by a 20 minute down pour of rain. That didn’t stop Hoss though. He got out and was ready to hit the lake as Dave and I hung out in the dry truck. There must have been some karma in Hoss’s actions, because right off the bat he saddled up a hog Bow and was the first on the board. We were greeted by Gene and Hoss jumped on with him. So the match was on! Dave and Travis vs Hoss and Gene. It was fun everytime someone would hook up with a Bow that boat would would let out a confident yeeehaaaa!!! We all caught tons of bass and each of us hooked up with a big bow that satified our hunger for large trout. But like most hungry boys we needed some Craigos, “all you can eat pizza” to fullfil that craving. So we meet up with the rest of the F’ers for the official Frenzy 2008 kick off dinner. (Travis and Dave received a penalty for getting salads) After rolling out of Craigo’s we hit up the local Wal-Mart of Rexburg called ???. To get zingers, energy drinks, and I guess a little bit of normal food and more zingers of course. On this Frenzy we were going to live in style. Hoss got us all top of the line frenzy appearel (Hats and Shirts) to match are top of the line f’ing attitudes. The next stop was Chubb’s Island Park cabin where we got unpacked, set up the XBox, hungout and waited for Dave and Hoss. (They stopped and fished Henry’s Fork for a chance at some caddis) That night Hoss, Dave and I tied flies as the rest of the crew Chubbs, Gene, Jake and Yetter played some serious boxing. Jake, must have been tired, because he moved just as much as the player he controled.

The next morning we woke up before I shut my eyes completely to go to sleep, at least it felt like it. We had one thing in mind and that was the world famous Madison River below Hegben Lake. We raced as fast as we could to get there. At least that’s what Dave was thinking when he passed Chubbs and the crew going 130 MPH. The river was a little high as expected, but the water was crystal clear and perfect for some early moring nymphing. We each found our battle grounds on the river and right off the bat started hooking up with fiesty Rainbows, Whities and an occasional Brown. My favorite spot on this trip was the back point of the island. There was a nice run and a big deep eddy right below. I spent as well as the rest of the crew alot of time there catching fish after fish on San Juans, zebra midges, copper johns and ap emergers. On the other hand Hoss and Dave crossed the river (Crazy!!!) and found their own little unfished honey hole where hoss caught 5 fish in a row on a green caddis. As we all started getting hungry we made our way to West Yellowstone, stopping to throw a couple casts in Hegben and then off to the Beartooth for some tasty BBQ and cheese fries to die for. With some advice from Bud Lily’s Fly Shop we decided to hit the Box Canyon for the chance to hit the coveted Samonfly hatch. Just like last year, by the end of the float we were mad, confidence shattered, 100 flies short and ready to write off this section of the Henry’s. Hoss even got a “Thumbs Up” from a guide when he asked him how the fishing was. That made Hoss’s day. I’m just glad they were far enough away that Hoss couldn’t swim over there to beat him up and eat him for dinner. Since our confidence was gone, we (Hoss and I, Dave was too tired) decided to stop by the Buffalo River to get some of it back. It was just what we needed little Brookies and Bows on dry flies. After a handful of those and a taste of the beautiful scenery. We were ready to return back to the Cabin for some hamburgers, hot dogs and of course some Zingers and a Monster. Since we hadn’t had enough fishing for one day. Dave (Who wanted to go) , Hoss and I stopped by the Henrys Lake Outlet to check it out. No fish, but we limited out on a stunning Island Park sunset.

The next morning started out alot like the former except we sleep in an hour longer. Which was needed. We hit the Madison again and this time we knew what to expect. Everyone caught plenty of fish and just as always. The Madison didn’t disapoint one bit. It was fun to hook up with Yetter, Gene and Jake as we all fished the Island and all caught and released some nice Bows and whities as the rest of the crew that crossed the river were getting into their own fish. On the way out of the canyon we stopped at Randy Harrops shop and got to talk to him and get some of his wise advice. He told us about Cliff Lake and how it was fishing well, so we had to try it out. As we pulled up to the lake we were stunned at its raditant ocean blue water and green pine tree back drop. About 30 seconds after Yetters first cast he hooked into a nice bow and then another. Then Gene landed three in a row. It was looking like it was going to be a fast action day, but the bite slowed down after that for our boat. Hoss won big fish honors with his 22 inch bow and the other boats caught fish too. The highlight of Cliff Lake wasn’t the fishing, but the huge rope swing that caught our attention. We were bugging a couple girls about going off, when they dared us to go off. We said ok and next thing we knew we were half stripped down( well some of us, Chubbs?) flying through the air and into the icy high mtn lake. It was a blast and a much needed break. To top of the experience we gave the two Montana girls a ride back to their camp on the drift boat, while finding out that they had just recently done Acid and while in the boat smoking up a bowl of Pot with Yetters help.(one heck of a wind stop yetter) Pretty dang amazing who you will find in Montana! After fishing and breaking my fly rod, we packed up the Island Park cabin and headed to the Victor manison. Pretty nice place for a bunch of dirty, stinky fishermen. When we arrived at the house it was pretty late, but we still had enough energy to try the pond that was in the backyard. After fishing mice and streamers with no love we decided there were no fish in the pond and went to bed.

As I woke up the next morning I was determined to catch a fish out of Chubb’s pond, but just like the night before no bites and not even the sign of a fish. That was just fine cause we had the South Fork on our list today. The water had dopped from 18,000 cfs to around 13000 cfs, but compared to the Madison it was raging and a little off colored. We had three different boats on the water. Travis’s, Slice of Lime, Dave’s Aluminun Dory and Yetter’s White Water Machine. I fished with Hoss and Dave on this float (Dam to Conant) and just like the master fly fishermen they have become we started catching fish on big streamers right off the bat. Later in the day we switched to a deep nymphing rig to get our flies down to where the fish were hanging out. The flies of choice were large rubberlegs, yellow sallies nymphs, san jauns and glow bugs. The highlight of this float was the adventure down one of the small side streams. We almost died trying to stop, then out of no where Chubb’s hooks up with a monster Cutt-Bow that takes him and Gene down the river to try and land the monster trout. The real fun came when Hoss spotted a large redd with actively spawning Cutts. These were big mature colorful fish that had one thing in mind, getting it on! Over the next hour Hoss, Dave and I caught and released a haft dozen of these magificent creatures. It was amazing to watch the fish swim into position to intercept the glowbug and then fight like mad. The rest of the float everyone caught and released plenty of fish, but the surprise of the trip was when Hoss hooked up with a 10# Sucker that we invisioned being a trophy Brown. It gave him an awesome fight and was still a trophy of a fish, even though no one will say it is. To help out with Fish and Game we decided that we were going to keep all Rainbow trout we caught, so with 5 Bows in the cooler we were set to have a fish fry that night. Which I hope was good because I cooked them and no one threw up or got sick. Later that night as the rest of the crew was playing boxing and watching some crazy show. Dave and I snuck out to the upper pond that we knew had fish in it. (we saw one at least jump) This was by far my favorite part of the 08 Frenzy, because it was scary, wild and proof that putting in the time sometimes pays off. So we got to the big pond as it was dark 10 pm. I put on a PMX after about ten casts, I saw a big splash where my fly was and I had a big fish on for about 3 seconds. I thought, ok now we know there are fish in here, now I have to find out what they are eating. After one other bite on the dry. I had a hunch to try a black bugger that I really like. It was the ticket! On my second cast I hooked into a fat 17-19 inch Cutt-Bow that fought hard. After that it was all over I caught and missed several Cutts in that same age class for the next two hours. Dave was getting mad at me cause his luck wasn’t going so good, but on the last bend it all changed as he landed a nice Cutt to top off the night.

The last day of the Frenzy was a bitter sweet day. On the positive side we were going to fish the South Fork again from Byington to Lorenzo, but on the negative side it was going to be over before we knew it. On this float I fished with Gene and Jake who were great company and who sure could catch some fish. In fact everyone caught lots of fish this float it was just one of those days when the Cutts, Browns and Bows were feeding the whole day. We estimated that between the three boats over 100 fish were landed in the short 5 hours that we fished. I will never forget pulling up to the endless supply of log jammed runs that were perfect for catching big browns. Which we did on 8 accounts in the same spot or Gene trying to fight a big fish as we went down the bridge rapids. Too bad we didn’t have enough time to fish the last 5 miles of river. This was a great float and a picture perfect ending to such a remarkable trip that symbolizes friendships, appreciation of nature and all her beauty and a feeling of freedom from such a heckic world. So after all this when people ask me how the Frenzy was, I answer back with a smile and a “thumbs up”, because they would never really understand how great it really was.

Fly Fishing Fenzy 07

Dr. G — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 21:14:00 +0000

2007 Idaho-Montana Frenzy
This was the 5th year of the Frenzy, but my frist year being invited. With the motto: “Are You Ready To F” You could tell this was going to be a crazy group of guys. The trip started with a welcome dinner at the Hard Helmet in Rexburg. We meet up with ten fishing buddies and started our 5 day fly fishing trip in the Island Park area. The trip encluded fishing the Henry’s Fork, Madison, and a private stillwater. The Henry’s Fork lived up to its legendary status as we caught its large bows and browns in the Box Canyon and lower sections. The biggest fish out of the Henry’s was a 24″ bow caught by Gene. The Madison also yeilded some nice healthy bows below Hebgen Lake. The key was to find the best holding water and fish it until your shoulders were to tired to reel any more. (Those bows sure fight hard) The stillwater fishing was the iceing on the cake. These fish haven’t scene hardly any fishing pressure so they were willing to come up for my mouse fly and small buggers. Everyone caught nice bass and bows out of this lake. In all this was a trip of a life-time and a great way to start off the summer fishing season. Great fishing in one of the countries most beautiful settings.