The older I get the more I see connections between fishing and life in general.  One thing that I have reflected upon a lot lately is how so many things in life are completely based upon the relativity of the situation.  What constitutes “good fishing” or a “good fish” can be based so much upon the circumstances.  A 20″ ‘bow in one river might be considered a monster, while in another river, that same fish would be considered an average fish.  I’ve found the same to be true with my schooling.  English and writing have always been a strong point for me.  On the other hand, science has been difficult for me to be proficient in since high school.  A couple weeks ago I had a big paper due for English class that would be worth a hefty portion of the final grade.  Yesterday the paper was returned and I was excited to see the number 95% written on the top, indicating that I had earned a solid “A”.  I also had an important test to take yesterday that would determine to a large extent what my final grade would be in one of my science classes.  I studied hard, but as usual felt that it was arbitrary and in the end my efforts would not be reflected in the score I received.  As I exited the testing center and looked up at the score board, I was relieved to see the number 76% next to my identification number.  I was caught off guard by what was now the highest score I had earned on a test in this class.  In fact, I was even more excited to see that number 76% up on the board that I was to see the 95% that was written on the top of my English paper.  On the other hand, if I had received a 76% on my English paper, I would have been very disappointed.  It all comes back to relativity.  I recently made this connection while on a steel steelheading trip.

Two Papers Down…One more to Go

Steelhead fishing is not something that I am very familiar with and I have not done a lot of it.  Most of my experience fishing for steelhead has consisted of waiting for the hatchery truck to show up at the Boise River and then immediately trying to catch them when they are dumped in.  It doesn’t take much of the skill that is necessary for catching steelhead in their natural habitat.  Needless to say, I was excited to go chase steelhead in the Salmon River when the opportunity presented itself last week.

My First Steelhead…Courtesy of IDFG planting them in the Boise River

I have often heard steelhead referred to as the fish of a thousand casts.  This was definitely the case for me last week.  Right now the steelhead are holding in deep water, and that makes fly fishing for them rather challenging.  Drift fishing was the way to go, and it was a totally foreign way of fishing to me.  Chris knows his stuff when it comes to drift fishing for steelhead and he picked up a couple of nice fish at the first hole we tried.  As the day went on he picked up a couple more as well.

Getting the Skunk Off

Chris with a Beautiful Wild Steelhead

A few hours had gone by and I hadn’t even had as much as a bump (at least that I knew of).  I continued to break off and was becoming a little bit frustrated with having to retie the rig so often.  I decided I would go back to what I know how to do, even if it wasn’t the best method, so I busted out the fly rod and set up a nymph rig that would ride along the bottom of the river.  The particular run we were fishing had a nice shelf at the top of the run, before dropping down in to a deeper pool.  I began covering the run and  a few minutes later my bobber stopped moved and I had finally hooked into my first fish of the day.  The fish made a few good runs and with the help of Chris I was able to land my first and only steelhead of the trip.

Another Fish That Fell for the Glo Bug

The small hen was pushing 22″, a dinky steelhead in anyones book, and definitely not much of a fish to brag about, but I was pretty dang excited.  I never did pick up any more steelhead, but I was 100% content with the fish I did catch.  It all comes down to the experience.  I know places that I can go and catch 20″-24″  trout that are much closer to home than Salmon, Idaho.  In fact, my chances are probably greater at those rivers than they are chasing steelhead in the Salmon River.  With that said, it is amazing to catch a fish that traveled all the way down to the ocean, lived there for a year or two, and then traveled all the way back up river to its native spawning grounds in Idaho.  What an incredible fish to be able to catch.  There is something special about chasing steelhead that you don’t get from your average run of the mill fishing trip.  It’s a humbling experience and makes you appreciate every fish you catch.  In most situations, I would not consider a one fish day very successful at all, but when going after steelhead for the first time in years, I considered the trip a great success.


Fly fishing in the winter is a bit of a love – hate relationship for me.  Before my family moved to Eastern Idaho, Winter was by far my favorite time of the year to fish.  All the people floating the rivers were gone, the flows were low and the river easy to wade, the water was always clear, and you didn’t have to worry about someone else fishing where you wanted to.  Not to mention, the fish love the colder water that winter inevitably brings along. Winter is much milder in the Boise area than it is here in Rexburg. When my family moved to Rigby four years ago, I was caught off guard at how cold and extreme the winters really can be here.  Days of subzero temperatures are not an uncommon occurrence and single digits in the mornings become the norm.  Right now it feels like mother nature can’t seem to decide if she wants it to be winter or fall.  We’ve been receiving the occasional snow storm, followed by temperatures cold enough to keep ice on the guides all day.  On the other, the occasional warm front will come through that reminds me of the mild weather we had this fall.

Winter Fishing

 I’ve learned to love the winters of eastern Idaho and look forward to them every year now.  Solitude is easily found on most all rivers.  People have either put their fly rods away for the year or they have moved on to fishing the hard deck.  Ice fishing is definitely another reason that I love the winters here.  There is something about standing over a little hole in the ice all day and catching yourself a nice mess of perch.  But for now, ice fishing will have to wait.

All Colored Up

Another thing I love about fishing in the colder weather is the beautiful colors all the fish are sporting.  The cooler water does them good and it shows in the way they color up again.  All the colors become more vivid.  Often times nymphing is the name of the game.  Most of the fish don’t want to move very far or burn much energy to get a meal.

Buttery Bow

Beautiful Spotting Pattern

Surprise Cutthroat 

Then there are those days when a fluke warm front comes through and the fish go nuts on  Streamers.  Saturday was one of those days.  The fish wouldn’t touch a nymph but we couldn’t keep them off of the streamers.  No monsters, but definitely some quality fish that more than made up for their size with their beauty.

Sweet looking Brownie

A Chunky Hybrid

November has definitely been good to me and I expect it to keep getting better as the days continue to become more overcast and cooler.  This week is the start of Thanksgiving break.  I am excited to spend time with family, eat some great food, and I also intend to get out and fish quite a bit.  I can’t think of a better way to express my gratitude for what I am thankful for than experiencing it first hand.  Have a great Thanksgiving everyone!