Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Was Jesus Green?

Before I dive in to my report, I'd like to take a moment to acknowledge the fact that it is Earth Day.  I know scientists are getting better and better at finding planets out there in the great beyond, but I am particularly fond of this one.  And while we may disagree on the primary reason why, my outdoor friends that subscribe to a faith and those that don't can agree that taking care of the big blue ball we find ourselves on just makes sense.

I've never understood why many in the diverse and often poorly represented Christian camp push back on many environmental issues.  Yes, human life is paramount in creation, which is precisely why we should be first in line on taking care of the world around us.  Ignoring the biblical mandate to rule over creation justly and with wisdom is lazy.  I don't care if you call it "creation care" or "stewardship over ownership".  Pick up after yourself.  Support businesses that offer great products/services and think green.  Pay attention to what your political party's darling is doing on stewarding your area resources.  I know environmental issues are complex and multi-faceted, but a simple launch point is to ask the question, "if everyone out here did the same thing I'm doing, would we be better off or in trouble?"

Anyway, John McConnell probably never dreamed things would be the way they are today, but here we are.  I'd love a world (and a local river) where the picture above is difficult to pull off, but today it is not. </rant>

Tried my new greys 10' rod for the first time and love it.  Lots of bugs hatching as the waters warm a bit.  Got into the biggest "Sierra Bonefish" of my life (20"+ and battle scarred) and a healthy cutbow that made several big runs that got my feet scrambling through the muck on the banks.  Most fish took a micro-may, San Juan, or prince nymph.

Soon it will be time to ditch the layers under the waders and mid-day outings will no longer be so generous.  Bring a bag for trash you stumble on and see you out there.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Big Misses

The process of getting a fish to hand is the culmination of a hundred factors, some resting on you and others out of your control. This is what drives most men mad in life...and fishing.

I lost several brutes this week. Lazy hook-set here, an inexplicable pop there.  Hard to say whether it was me or them. What I do know is that they aren't fighting sluggish and reserved anymore, the way they often do in winter. It's a full on assault.

I did haul in no less than 50 yards of mono-filament line from someone chucking spoons.  Shameful to leave that much synthetic material in the river.  Whenever possible, recover your line and dispose of it properly.  Please.