Porbeagles and Bass

Gordon and Kenny have recently managed to catch a couple of super fish. Gordon had a half share in this boat caught Bass that took a Tope bait that Matty Burrett had cast out and Kenny managed a Porgie on an Irish trip. Cracking fish both returned.

There is a change a coming

I will be back in the water on September 23rd.

I cant wait. More updates soon.

Tight lines

PISCES FISH REPORT July 30th to August 5th, 2011

Overall Catch Success Rate 83%

BILLFISH: This week we kept receiving calls from concerned clients about a new storm they saw on the news, however, no sign of rain in Cabo, Thursday was a bit cloudy but no rain at all. The billfish count went up this week with almost 52% of the charters coming back with blue flags. We had an amazing start, the “Tracy Ann” released one Blue marlin estimated at 250lbs and landed two yellow fin tuna for Larry Hemingway from Kingwood TX. Later on the week the “Rebecca” caught a 300lbs Blue for Rick Walsh from Ohio and the next day, the “Adriana” caught a 220lbs Blue marlin for our friend Edward John Friesen from British Columbia, Canada. On August 3^rd the “Great Escape” released one Striped Marlin , one Sailfish and landed 8 Dorados for Allison Baumgarten from Dellaire, TX. “Tracy Ann “ released 3 stripeys on the 5^th for Jillian Rifkin and Chanel Boyd from Los Angeles CA, same day “Ruthless” released 2 striped marlin for our good friend Dr. Jorge Garcia from Chicago IL, “Adriana” released one sailfish and one striped marlin for Kirk & Kristina Erickson from San Jose CA. A total of 23 Billfish were caught, 19 were released.

OTHER SPECIES: Small game catches dropped a little bit this week, 56% of the boats caught Dorado but only 20% of them caught yellow fin tuna. Dorado is scattered all around from Destiladeras on the Sea of Cortes to Elias Calles on the Pacific side. Average catch of Dorado was of 4 fish per boat although “Ruthless” caught 10 of them for Peter Beatle from Tauranga, New Zeland. On July 30^th “La Brisa” caught 6 dorados and a 45lbs Wahoo for Lance Lerud from Great Falls, MT.

Megan Platt's party  with a 50 lb Bull Dorado.

Caught aboard the "Great Escape" 

LOCATION: Sea of Cortes; Destiladeras, Chileno Bay, Herradura, on the Pacific at Los Arcos, 
Golden Gate, Elias Calles.

WEATHER CONDITIONS: Hot and sunny except for Thursday with 6 hours of clouds.

AVERAGE WATER TEMP: 88F

BEST LURES: Purple lures, live bait, cedar plugs.

Based on the catches of Pisces by Tracy Ehrenberg & Jorge Narro

The Good Life

Prancing Horse Fly Fisher

Visits West Yellowstone

MONSTER IMAGE FOR WALLPAPER

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Wee Paws 4 Kawz

THE COLOR OF NOSTALGIA

Beautiful Cartoons

yesterday is always best
{brief fishing report too}

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.. For 41 years straight auto enthusiasts have made West Yellowstone the terminal destination for a mid summer migration. Fishing is in the rumble seat for a couple of days as we participate in the ritual.

.. The contemporary migrants with these beauties are of the same geriatric generation that tends to dominate the demographics of contemporary fly fishing. They are filthy rich very affluent well to do aging males with a passion for capturing a dream.
.. The vehicles are no longer the HOT RODS of bygone days. They are cartoons, nay, caricatures of a real or imagined ideal. They are beautiful and perfect in their own right.

.. The initial American Hot Rod Era was a very brief post WWII phenomenon that was truncated when Detroit discovered the popular passion for street speed and performance. For a very short time the amateur ruled in creativity, imagination, and performance.
.. The vehicles that are descending on our little town recall, but do not recreate that era. They are built or bought to fulfill some vision of a bygone time. They are full of modern technology. They are contemporary products that could never have been imagined in 1946. They are used for a myriad of social purposes never dreamed of in 1951.

.. These are vehicles that are owned and driven by an age-grade of citizens that was shunned by the current members when they themselves were young.
.. There is a lovely pathos present in this ritual. It evokes memories, dreams, situations and times that have become dim with the passage of decades. It is a ritual that is part recreation and part reenactment of an era that lives in American folklore.

.. The participants gather together. They no longer are vibrant teenagers seeking speed and performance from their daily drivers. They are not young combatants from a recently terminated world war that invented or innovated a better manifold, front axle, or muffler.
.. Today they wear designer togs and eschew tattered work clothing for contemporary imported styles. They buy pieces and parts from specialty manufacturers and assemble them into dream machines; painted with paint and in colors that have come straight from their long gone wet dreams.

.. The vehicles, in and of themselves, are works of art. They are beautiful, sleek, slick, perfect, and tuned with money that was not available for such things during those decades long past. They are a celebration of what should have been - OR - what could only have been dreamed of. They are what we thought we wanted. They are what we pretended was an ideal to be achieved.

.. They are brought together in a fashion that would never have happened 60 years ago. They are pampered, polished, fondled, and stroked, rather than driven. Many are towed on trailers to the appointed destination and then babied into the correctness of stance for admiration.
.. Ah, such is the state of these beautiful beasts. Their function has metamorphosed along with their owners. No longer do they rumble and roar and instill fear in a sane public. No longer do they get driven on a daily basis. No longer are they constantly changing and being "tinkered with." No longer are they used to embarrass the local constabulary in a high-speed chase.

.. Now they are reminders of a recent past that becomes embellished and augmented with the retelling of tales that never were and probably never could have been.
.. The HOT ROD of today is a "TUNER." It's built in Asia or America has far too few cylinders, whines instead of roars, and is driven by youngsters that one day, themselves, may become portly, pudgy, and ponderous. Their cars are nimble, quick, full of contemporary technology and serve the dual purpose of daily transportation and occasional reckless recreation. Perhaps their drivers will recreate their dreams 60 years hence. Perhaps not.

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.. Should you choose to fish rather than admire the sculptures, there are great possibilities in the neighborhood.
==> Obsidian Creek will yield eager Brookies to any properly presented attractor on the surface and most nymphs dangled below a bobber,
==> The lowland Madison River is fishing as it should have last month. Little nymphs such as the Shop Vac will be just fine,
==> The Gallatin River is a dream fishery right now. Use an Elk Hair Caddis followed by a Prince Nymph everywhere,
==> The Firehole River is a marginal bet for great catching but fish it if you must,
==> Nez Perce Creek above the first thermal area is going like gang busters right now, attractors of any sort on or in the water will suffice,
==> The big meadows on the Gibbon River are still productive for the accomplished fish stalker, the little meadows above the cascades are a better bet for fun catching,
==> Slough Creek is dead-nuts ripe and will provide good catching all day on nymphs and on the surface for those that need to see their fly,
==> Ignore the experts and fish the colored water of Soda Butte Creek you'll be the first to be bragging about the size of the fish. Avoid the confluence meadows and wander in the narrow sections seeking bears and brutish fish.

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THE WAY IT REALLY WAS

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two hours spent on the des plaines river

some new backwater on the Des Plaines River

The water is still running very high on the Des Plaines River in southern Lake County and has crested its banks in most areas. The once dry shoreline has become something that more resembles a marsh and quite a few new back water areas have been formed. This would be the third time fishing the Des Plaines river and the very first under these high water conditions. Expecting this, I picked a spot I ran across on my very first outing. A clear water drainage ditch pumping fresh water into the river was sure to have some better visibility. Flowing under a trail bridge and making a few nice turns, this creek finally hit the river against a long gravel bar. It's a one hundred yard stretch and was a manageable area that could be effectively covered in a short period of time.


the best Des Plaines River pike of the day

Upon arriving I noticed the once clear stream was now a cloudy tan color. I went for my new orange body orange blade spinner from Sims-Spinners that had just arrived by mail earlier this week. I figured the bright colors would add a foot or two extra visibility and was supper excited to see how a Sims performed in the field. I wasn't to be disappointed, within a few minutes I caught my very first fish on a Sims-Spinner. A meager pike, that quickly released itself from my hands, not too worthy of a picture anyways. Ten casts later, I turn the biggest pike of the day. The fish chased that little orange spinner hard and fast, striking the bait from just inches beneath the surface. Right before my eyes the drama unfolds as if in slow motion. I set back on my rod and the fish begins to dig hard in the first of his two runs. I gave the fish some loose drag and let it tire before bringing it back to the surface. With the fish now on the surface, I could see the spinner completely inside the fishes mouth. Oh crap! One misplaced head shake and those razor teeth would cut my 8 pound flouro like a knife through warm butter. With steady pressure I eased the fish closer, thank God the fish decided to keep its mouth wide open. With a perfect Boga-grip landing I carried my DRP pike to the bank for a photo!

Not a huge fish, but not so bad for only my third trip. I'll take a three pound pike just a few minutes from the office any day. Six total fish came to hand in this short trip, but none of the others had much size to them. I know there are some more substantial fish in this section of river and will be happy to keep searching for a big boy. A special thanks to Dan from Sims-Spinners, my initial impression was a good one! This truly was a good two hours spent on the Des Plaines river.

A couple of sessions....

We have been out for a couple of sessions during the week with some nice bass coming to both hard lures and plastics along the copper coast.

The night fishing has got to me in a big way, the anticipation of a take while you are retrieving so slowly in the dead of night really is exciting fishing, waiting literally for the rod to be wrenched out of your hand.

In the picture below Ger is holding a fish I hooked on the Zonk Gataride fished dead slow, the take and fight was something else this fish went for it, and with rocks to your left and right and the fish running where you cant see....adrenaline fueled fishing!!!

Ger also had a few fish which he took on the Gataride Pearl Rainbow a colour that is working really well for us in this night fishing game...

We also headed out yesterday fishing hard lures into fizzed up water that was breaking over a reef, we hammered every conceivable hard lure onto serious looking bass ground without a sniff of a fish everything seemed right but we couldnt get a hook up, until..... Cian went and put up a weedless soft plastic keeping in contact with his sp he managed to winkle out 2 nice fish and got a plenty of more hits. A excellent method that if Cian didnt try yesterday evening we probably would have gone home thinking the fish just were not there....lesson learnt.

Tight lines,

James.