Posts tagged Green River Utah
Funkie Weather
Nov 16th
Part 1
As a dental consultant, I spent a lot of my time outdoors (fishing, hunting, biking, golfing, boating, sking, etc…)with the doctors I work with. Its the kind of job I always dreamed of having and now I’m living it. (I can’t complain) Dr Funk and his Son(Dr Funk Jr) love fly fishing, but had never floated the Green River, so I mentioned that I had a boat. We set a float for the first weekend in Nov. Watching the weather forecast, I was excited to see the cold front coming in. I was praying for dark skies and rain or snow. (mostly for streamers and BWOs) When we arrived Friday morning, we were given clear skies and wind. Not a good combination for this time of year or really ever. With a little adjustment to my game plan we set off. Right off the bat we boated 3 bows and got some confidence in the boat. Then it hit like a dagger in the heart of any fly fishermen. Wind like I had never seen on the Green. The micro burst would come in waves blowing us all over the river for most of the afternoon. It was almost impossible to try and fish/row under these conditions. I was frustrated and tired of fighting the wind, so we took a lunch break and recharged. Then it happened, the wind calmed down and gave us a perfect evening float. We decided to finish the day throwing streamers and it was a good move. We had multiple hook ups and too many chases to count. In all it was a perfect way to end such a weird day on the river.
Guides Day Off
Nov 16th
It was a hot late August day, the only thing on my mind was browns, terrestrials and the Green. Having my younger brother as a guide gave me all the more reason to get away and spend three full days in search of a good time. Since I had some flexibility in my schedule I chose to by-pass the weekend and fish mid-week, when I could take advantage of a free guide on his days off and no crowds. The trip started with a quick A, that produced lots of takes on oversized terrestrials, but too many failed hook ups on my end. Tired, beaten, and out smarted by picky trout. I vowed to regroup and up my game for tomorrow. The morning found me alone at one of my favorite riffles below little hole as Jordan and his wife Sarah had some work to do before we could take off for our next adventure. The riffles didn’t disappoint as many trout fell victim to my PMX and midges. I even managed to hook and land a nice 18″ Bow that spit my hook the day before. It was sweet revenge. By late morning we were on the road and to the C. I was really looking forward to floating this section as the fish are said to be bigger and harder to find. A perfect match for a couple adventure junkies. The legend didn’t disappoint as the fish were as beautiful as the surrounding and eager to munch a big hopper along the bank. We had our chances at a couple fish of the year(In fact back to back casts), but 4x just won’t cut it Jord! I hope you get your voice back from yelling/cursing at yourself and the fish. You can’t beat big bug eating browns, great weather and not another sole on the river. It was close to the perfect day off. All we needed was to land one of the two 27+ inchers, Jord… It hurts.
