And not a single whitie...

Two words: cut bow. Mark and I headed out to look for big rainbows for the past two days in a location who's name I seem to have already forgotten. Bummer for you, it's really good.


We fished one spot Monday and got into some pretty interesting water chasing the big bows and cutbows in steeeep fast water. Incidentally, I did land this fish after chasing it over two waterfalls. I was a good 20 feet vertically lower than where I had been when I hooked him.

We were both pleasantly surprised by how much fight these fish put up and by the end of the day had the sore arms to show for it.

After spending the night at what is probably the coolest campground I've seen in a while, we headed down the road and proceeded to get our asses handed to us. After 5 or 6 hours of abuse we finally gave it up for a lost cause and cruised out. Not totally discouraged, we stopped along the way to look for carp and found...cutbows. We also found some carp and after landing two out of the first pod we saw, we worked into a small bay and started firing bugs at another pod. The carp seemed like they couldn't care less if there was an easy offering in front of them, but the nice cutbows hanging out with them took notice and we got in several good chunky ones.

Blackfoot Carp Classic

It's baaaaaack! The Blackfoot Carp Classic will be May 21-22 this year at Blackfoot Reservoir, of course. As always, the tournament is a fun fundraiser for someone in the fishing industry who needs a hand. This year it's for 3 month old Laney Holman, daughter of industry rep Peter Holman, who is having some serious health issues. Teams of 3 can enter and pre-registration is required. The fee is $25 per person per day and includes a sweet Carp Classic 6 hat. There will be breakfast served both days which you can get in on for $5 per as well as raffles for some great gear.
If you're interested, drop me an email and I can send more info and the registration paperwork. See you there!

Gold Rush

What do you do when the weather at home is downright miserable? Head to Idaho and beat up on carp, of course. After getting shut down at Blackfoot (still very frozen) we headed over to the kiddie pool and found some dollar menu sized fish in the margins between the ice and shore. While they weren't big by any means, they did make for a fun afternoon.