PM on the Paluxy

With the Trout Derby this weekend at the Blue and my aversion to crowds when fishing, I opted for a little Friday afternoon fishing down on the Paluxy River.  One of the hidden gems of Texas rivers, the Paluxy holds numerous species of fish.  Black and Spotted Bass, Perch, Pumkinseeds, Bream, Gar, Catfish and Carp are all occupants of this pretty piece of water.

My agenda for the day was to scout for some Carp in the waters an hour and half from my house.  As I parked in the new and very nice Glen Rose Park, I was excited with my five weight in hand to see if I could chase some "freshwater bonefish".  As I eased to the water what I found was an aquarium of shallow water Perch and Bass.  The Bass were picky but the Perch and Pumkinseeds proceeded to hammer the Miss Prissy.  Over and over again.  Alot of fun, unless you are holding a five weight expecting a fight with a Carp, but tugs nonetheless.   I did have get a couple of small bass to cooperate like the one below.



I eased down the road to find some shade because it was down right hot.  About 82-85 degrees and no wind, I was looking to keep the temps feeling springlike.  Headed to a piece of secret water, got a couple more perch to hand and found a hole I had not discovered before.  This moss hideout held no less than six 2-3 lb Bass.  Been a while since I have been this frustrated as time and time again one of those picky Bass would swim up the the bug, look it in the eye, and never eat. 



               

 

What a nice afternoon to spend some time on a pretty river.  The big Bass did not cooperate and I failed in my mission to find some carp water, but I really enjoyed the time getting a little warmwater fishing in. 

The hot day finally cooled as I eased home with Coors Banquet.  

   Thanks Mr and Mrs Perch.  

You made the day a blast.

Good Fishing Everyone and Cheers,

Merc

A Pristine River

Leave it to old man winter to make you feel like you're going back in time.  This is how I felt yesterday riding into the C&R.  I have never seen the river so beautiful.  Yes, she is still a little low, but with the snow on the banks and animal tracks everywhere and none of a human,  I felt like this was a river that never had been fished.

With the snow and ice over the last two weeks, the middle section of the C&R showed no evidence of human history.  I thought of Matt Gamble as I have never seen so many ducks.  Multiple species just sitting there in a couple of my fishing holes as if they had never seen a person.  They would always be around after I jumped them, flying overhead and making soft landings all day long.

It seemed as if the fish took some time off too as fishing was tough.  The water was cold as I made a smart move wearing base layer and fleece under my waders.  Lack of tugs did not worry me, as this was a blue bird winter day.  Just before lunch, I had just landed the first five fish of the day.  Some in the channel pocket water and a couple in the deeper water down from the falls.  Something just told me the fish were sluggish, so I took a water temp.  38 degrees. Yes 38 degrees.  That my friends is cold as the San Juan in the winter has never been below 42 on my thermometer. As I put up the rod for a little cold fried chicken by the river, I had five fish to hand courtesy of the jig.

The sun sure felt great on the bank and I saw a spin caster catch and release a fish.  Until then I had the Blue to myself.  I then saw a couple more gentlemen head to the upper section and not another soul the rest of the day.  The day heated up as I finally found the bugs the fish wanted.  The Prince Nymph, Zebra Midge and some Baetis nymphs were the ticket as I quit counting around 25.   At long last the tugs were plentiful and made the cold water bearable.  It was also nice to see some fish back in a couple of my favorite spots for the first time this year.

The good news is I thought the river was up a bit.  It sure looked like it.  The water is still low, but it seems old man winter has helped a bit.  Boy what a couple of inches of rain would do over the next couple of weeks.  The delayed harvest is around the corner so get out there and enjoy this place.  What a great day it was to be alive.

Good fishing everyone !

Cheers,

Merc

Blue and Numb

Met my buds Ryan Yarberry and Scott Spradling up at the Blue on Friday.  Man was it cold.  17 degrees as we hit the parking lot at the Corrals.  Hit the C&R in the am and the action was okay.  Couple of fish early and the first fish of the year at the upper falls as Ryan and hit the foam line.  Tugs and fun to wrap our visit up North.

Hit Scotty's for a great burger at lunch and then hit the South.  Just too damn cold all day to take pics but did manage a few.  The jig was the ticket in the South as these were the only pics of the day.

And some nice tail

Always good to be not working and until my next visit to the Blue, I hope there is more Blue and less Numb.

Cheers and good fishing,

Merc

Where Have I Been ! It's 2011

Where has the time gone.  I am a winter trout creature.  Jobs, Heat, College Football.  A lot of things get in the way of fishing

Its time to get back to the action

Good to be back.

Winter Trout in Oklahoma

 

Back soon with more. 

Good fishing Everyone and Cheers,


Merc

Big Hole, Maddie and the Green

Well folks I am blessed.  I do a trip with 12-16 guys every June to Montana.  Great friends, guides and fishing.  This is the 3rd year for me and probably the best.  We mixed in the Green below Flaming Gorge this year for a 8 day fishing orgy in the West.

This always makes for a nice little reprieve as the Texas summer shows her mettle.  The Big Hole flow was up and weather in the upper 60's, perfect summer God's Country weather.

Here are a couple of pics from the Big Hole inhabitants. 

It was then on to Ennis, a great little fly fishing town on the banks of the Madison.  Great weather, views of the Madison Range and fishing on this famous river, " The 40 Mile Riffle".  Stone fly nymphs, streamers and big princes ruled these waters.  We are just going to miss the salmon and stone fly hatches that are soon to come.

Check out this bug Chris Conner found under a rock at lunch !

Really great times with Jim Morrison, Chris Conner and Mike Stack as well as Chris Knott.  Great guides and damn good friends.

Views were plentiful and here is a taste.

Last but not least the Green River below Flaming Gorge.  The canyon is something that every fly fisher should take in.  A great brown trout population with rainbows and cutbows.  Lots of dry fly action and fish on the dropper.  New guides who were great, but this same old river that produces 20-30 fish days.

Great times again with a great group of guys.  Thanks to Al May, The Maxeys, Bidells, Sparkmans and Herrings.  Father and son combos which was very cool.  Brian Robertson, Bill Hardin, Mark Haney, Tim Taylor, Mike Jones and Wayne Nail as well.

Just a blast in the High Country. 
Until 2011.

Cheers Everyone,

Merc

For link to the entire slide show of photos click below:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/troutbum_merc/sets/72157624407959120/

Blue River C&R- Banner Year in Pictures

Plentiful water this year !

 

  

  

The People 

 

  

To Charley, Ryan, Barry, Matt Gamble, Eric, Byron and his buds and the others I met on the River.  Wish I had more pics of all of you.

And of Course the Fish !!

 

  

  

A great year to celebrate friends and fishing!

Cheers Everyone,

Merc

The Fork at her Finest

It was a well planned mid week escape.  A plan for for the C&R at the Blue.  A day trip that no one would notice.  Got the phone at the river to do a little biz and a LOT of fishing.  Funny how plans change.

Weather had did us in with a murky moody Blue.  My buddy Eric and I needed a fix.  Yes a mid week fix.  No one twisted anybody's arm.  We headed for the Lower Mountain Fork.

My arm felt fine.  It was ready for casting.  Boy did my arm get a workout from setting the hook..

Yes everyone, tugs were ever present and they were numerous.  Here was a hungry one waiting for Eric's nymph.

We had found a nice run there in the Bluffs and the foam wing emerger I tied up was the ticket.  Olive and Gray, did not matter.  Pheasant Tail? Yes.   Hare's Ear?  Yes.   Hit the foam lines or soft current and the indicator dived.

 

  

After a delish Junction Burger we hit the Spillway.  Not as silly as the morning but still more fish caught.  Eric and I had landed at least 40 with another dozen or so lost.  One big " HEN "  that I am sure Eric has had dreams about just averted the net.  That one was sweet but the best thing about it, she is still in there.  Just on the other side of the river.  

Here is a pic of the Bluffs with Icicles.  Very pretty.  A cold day with HOT fishing.  This was the FORK at her finest.

Cheers and good fishing everyone,

See ya at the One Fly,

Merc