Just Getting Away
Aug 1st
My wife was 9 months and 3 days prego and the last thing she wanted to do was hangout at home and think about why our child wouldn’t come. So I mentioned a beautiful drive up the canyon and even prettier stream to spend a hot summer day. I of course brought my gear and after our hike down the canyon, I fished the way back, while my wife enjoyed taking pics and the fresh mountain air. Great start to a life full of adventure with Liz, Chaz and I.
Boatin with the Cali Boys
Jul 30th
My older Brother is the leader of his church’s youth group. For their super activity this summer they decided to come to UT and do some cool SUT hikes and spend a day out boating at Sand Hollow. Lucky for me, I provided the boat and got to spend a great day hanging out with a a great group of boys and my bro that I don’t see very often.
Griffs Birthday Present
Jul 22nd
Its not everyday a teenager wants to have his 14th birthday party on a river. Griffen isn’t your tipical teenager, he is an avid fly fishermen that would rather send an afternoon with his best friend Preston and Dad chasing rising fish than chasing little girls. We had a great day on the river with perfect weather. With the blue bird spring day, the BWOs weren’t popping to hard, but there were enough emergers to keep the fish up and feeding all afternoom. I think the pics tell the story.
Guide Gillespie on Hooked On Utah
Jul 18th
My Little Bro Jordan out guiding on the Green. If your looking for a great guide that will get you on fish and will teach you all day. He is an excellent choice. Here is his website. www.kissthecatchrodcompany.com
2010 Big Fish List
Feb 24th
2010 has been a great year of fly fishing for me. Many priceless memories were made between friends and family. Looking back I feel very lucky and privileged to be able to have shared so many great experiences with other fisher-men/women. Just like every year here is the best of the best for the year 2010. Not all fish are chosen for the sheer size, but for the size of beauty and fight they portrayed.
Honk, Honk, Honk
Feb 10th
Honk, Honk, Honk is all I heard for three straight weeks in late January as the 2010 waterfowl hunt came to a close. The bad part was that most of the time I was making it up in my head . The good part was that there were enough Geese around that its all I could think about and wanted to do. Die hard goose hunters are pretty easy going and have great patience. So for me, I struggle sitting in a blind freezing to death with a hope that a flock might come. Like all hunting and fishing its the behind the scenes planning and scouting that assured me that freezing in a blind would be well worth the pain. 5 am my phone was about to go off, but it didn’t matter. I had been up since 4:30 am too excited to sleep. What I’d seen the following evening boiled my blood with anticapation. I couldn’t wait to meet up with Derek and the rest of the group as we set up the decoys and preped our blinds. By the time we had the spread out we had missed out on two smaller flocks of geese that wanted to be where we were standing. We hurried and drove the trucks back to the barn and started walking to our field, but before we got half way back we heard a Honk, Honk, Honk. Like clock work a pair of geese came straight to our spread, made one pass and locked up. Luckily Weston had stayed back at the blind and with two shots. Had our first two geese of the morning. By now Derek and I started jogging to get back to the blind, but again we had a group of five locked in and heading right at Weston. SUCKKKK! We though, as they passed right over Westons head without a shot. We now ran to the blind. Getting there, I asked what happen! Weston shrugged his shoulders and said “I didn’t want my hunt to be over yet”. Wow! I didn’t think I would ever hear a goose hunter say that. It didn’t really matter, our scouting paid off. The 200+ geese that ambushed the corn the day before wanted another buffet. Flock after flock gave us a shot and after all was said and done, we had a ditch full of geese and a bunch of happy hunters. This was one of the best days of the 2011 waterfowl season. It was hard not to feel like we were in Cananda or Chesapekee Bay, but being surrounded by the grandour of the Rockies I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. Its a hunt Derek and I will have a hard time beating. Can’t wait for next year…