Dec 17

Custom made fishing rods for all your angling needs

Alberta made custom spin fishing rods

Hello readers of Bow River Blog and thank you Mike for this guest post opportunity. I am very grateful to be able to share my passion for building fishing rods with you. I am always asked why and how did you get into building fishing rods.

I have always been a fisherperson. From a very young age I remember sitting on the dock watching my bobber, waiting for it to dip, bounce and disappear. I love fishing, and always have. I love the excitement of the catch and in most cases seeing that same fish released back to fight another day.

A few years ago, I got into collecting antique fishing gear, with an emphasis on old, bamboo rods. With each flea market find I would rush home and spend hours inspecting the way it was built and wondering if I could restore the rod back to its original glory. I dabbled with restoring some rods and had both successes and failures, all the while, there was a little flame burning inside me to try and build my own rod.

As life slowed down and I found my passion again, I started to find serenity in fishing again. At this time, I started to experiment with fly fishing. I have always been creative and one day I started tying flies. Still, the desire to build my own rod continued to grow. I was reading about techniques online and was talking to my wife about it more and more. One Tuesday afternoon I walked into a local fishing store “just to look around” (anyone else ever say those famous words?) Indeed, I walked out of the store with a rod blank and all the tools to build my first rod.

There were many mistakes and retries and the odd curse, but after some time I had completed my first build. I could not wait to try it out. That first cast with a rod I built was like the best cast I had ever made. I was so full of joy and pride. I caught a few fish that day and while sitting on the bank of the river looking at my creation, I knew I was hooked. Have you ever been out fishing and had an idea to try something new only to have great success? That feeling you felt is much the same I felt that day.

After that I started to build more rods and expand my techniques and knowledge. I built a rod for the person who introduced me to fishing. When I gave it to him I saw something in his eye, and it was excitement. That same excitement I had when I took that first rod out to the river. I was even more hooked on this building “thing”. I knew in that moment I wanted to share it with everyone I could, and as such, Therapy Fishing Rods was born.

We like to work with a customer one-on-one to design their own, personalized rod. We could build a standard line of rods, but we want every customer to be part of the design process, so when that rod is complete and the customer takes it to the river or lake, there is a part of them in that rod. There is something so special about catching a fish on a rod you had a hand in building.

So why do I build rods? I love it! I love the whole process, but more than anything, I love to see that sparkle of excitement in a customer’s eye as they hold it for the first time. I hope we are helping to grow peoples passion for fishing.

Kevin Webb

Therapy Fishing Rods

Thanks so much for a great post Kevin. I encourage all my angling friends to head to Kevin’s website and take home your very own personalized spin or fly fishing rod. Please click the words “Therapy Fishing Rods” above to create your own rod today.

~Mike

Nov 26

Testimonials 2017 Laura Hornung

bow river trout fishing November 2017

 

When people see pictures of the fish that I have had the pleasure of catching the last few months, they think that I have years of experience. Impressed by pictures that I have posted on social media, I have even been asked for tips! Little do they know that the first fish that I caught was a rainbow trout in August of 2017, a mere 3 months ago in the beautiful Bow River! I will never forget that experience! If I had to describe it in one word, that word would be thrilling! I get so excited the moment a fish is on the end of my line. The anticipation of finding out the species, seeing the colors and of course, the SIZE, is hard to put in words. It is difficult to contain the excitement, trying to remember everything that I have been taught to do the moment that I land a fish. Sometimes that excitement overtakes me and I forget something, resulting in that fish getting away. Following that first catch, I was immediately addicted to fishing and wanted to learn as much as possible.

I owe my short term success to a couple of people who have become very near and dear to my heart in a very short time. I was introduced to Mike Robertson through a mutual friend of ours and I immediately liked him. His passion for fishing is inspiring and contagious! Shortly after that first experience and meeting Mike, I attended a fishing seminar put on by Mike on the shore of the Bow River. I was quite nervous as I was very beginner and had many questions, some of which I was even embarrassed to ask. At the seminar, Mike made me feel comfortable enough to ask all of my questions. I learned a lot that night… it was perfect for a beginner like me. The seminar had both an education portion and a hands on portion where we fished from the shore and received feedback on our casting and technique. That evening, I went home with another catch under my belt and a lot of good information.

Mike and I connected from the beginning. Fishing aside, he is a great person to talk to and share stories with. Since the seminar, we have been fishing a few times together, including a mini guided session on the afternoon of my dad’s birthday, a difficult day for me having lost him to cancer a few years ago. It was a great day. We caught some beautiful fish including both rainbow and brown trout. I know my dad would have been proud.

Mike teaches me about how to read the river and continues to advise me when he notices something that I am struggling with. He is very supportive and is usually right when he says “that’s the spot” or “you’re going to catch a monster”. His energy is encouraging and motivating!

It is no wonder that I have caught so many beautiful fish under Mike’s guidance. He is very generous when it comes to sharing his knowledge and many years of experience. I highly encourage anyone who likes to fish, to consider Mike for a guided tour. His prices are more than fair for the experience that you will receive.

Thanks for everything Mike. I look forward to many more fishing adventures with you. Fish on!

 

Thanks so much for the testimonial Laura, it was a pleasure fishing with you this year, cheers to many more big fish in 2018.

~Mike

Nov 02

Friends, fish and memories

My Tackle Box of Memories

This post is dedicated to my dear friend Andy Vander Ploeg. May you rest in eternal peace (1963-2017)

Andy Vander Ploeg and a beauty bow river brown trout

Deep within, or sometimes at the forefront of my mind are memories of fishing trips gone past. Amazing times spent with friends sport fishing the rivers or lakes here in Alberta. Some of my favorite memories are of impromptu trips where we just packed up and went fishing somewhere with no plans. Most often than not, it was just me verses the fish in a battle of wills, sometimes me winning and sometimes the fish getting the best of me. Most often when fishing for Walleye, I would wake up at 3 three in the morning and set the course south and east to the lake. I love it when you have a place all to yourself for hours on end, just sitting quietly alone listening to the birds chirp as they wake up, or watch the pelicans school up bait fish, and then slam their enormous beaks into the lake scooping up as many fish possible merely yards away from where your seated. There is something about that deep inner peace that I crave weekly.

I have had many adventures in the province of Alberta, Sportfishing for all this amazing area has to offer. Some found memories with friends, hiking to high mountain lakes, or times where I pack up my gear and hit the road solo. The Bow River holds a special place in my heart, even after fishing it for many years; it still frequently calls my name. Some of my favorite memories are camping along the banks on overnight trips, fishing well past dark and then crawling into my sleeping bag only to awake again before the birds chirp. A great way to see the Bow River is to float and camp overnight. There are many islands along the river that you can pitch a tent and sleep comfortably along the shoreline. As some serious anglers know, trophy brown trout feed in the dark, so this is a great opportunity to fish at night. In the morning, you can wake early to active fish that will gladly take your lure just after sunrise. Several years ago, two friends and I went on a three day adventure, starting from 22X boat launch and ending up at the Carseland Weir three days later. We camped two nights and fished three days, and it was a great adventure full of both laughs and big fish. A great memory that will forever be etched in my heart!

I have also hiked to high mountain lakes to fish for Northern Dolly Varden. I used to read the Barry Mitchel’s Alberta Fishing Guide and plan trips around the info contained within the magazine. My friends Tom, Mike and I went venturing up the mountain to a place called Chester Lake many years ago. We were all young and full of energy, so we decided that Chester Lake was reachable. It took us almost three hours to make it to the top. Once we hit the summit, I could look out across the whole Rocky Mountains; it felt like I was standing on the top of the world, literally. The three of us fished the entire day catching some beautiful Northern Dolly’s and sharing beautiful life long memories together.

I received sudden and tragic news that my dear friend Andy lost his short battle with cancer, and sadly passed away October 25th 2017. Andy and I spent many days on the water together here in Alberta. I first met Andy back in 1997 on the banks of the Bow River one spring day. The fish were stacked up at the mouth of the Highwood River and Andy was getting some serious trout action, while I stood just forty yards downstream watching him clean up on both rainbows and browns. I was getting skunked and frustrated and Andy was slamming fish like the champion he was. My friend I was with had met Andy before and he wanted to go and talk to him, so we both sauntered over and said hello. Andy immediately stopped fishing and shook my hand and said hello and asked me “how’s it going”. I let him know that I had not caught a thing the entire time I had been fishing. He asked me a few questions and reached into his tackle box and pulled out a new lure that was still in the box. He handed it to me and said “this should do the trick”. I was shocked and told him I would return the lure back to him after I was finished fishing. He sternly said “that’s your lure now Mike, I hope you land the BIG ONE”. I was deeply touched by his generosity. Not only did he graciously give me the lure, he stood there and took the time to explain the lures characteristics, and just how precisely to use the hook. I moved back down to the location where I was getting skunked and not even five minutes passed, I hooked and landed a twenty three inch rainbow. I fished for an hour and landed two more incredible fish. I could hear Andy yelling from up the river, “NICE FISH”. I smiled ear to ear as I released the fish back to the river. I will never ever forget that day twenty years ago as long as I live. I was a beginner angler and Andy was a seasoned vet. That was the kind of human being Andy was. He was kind and generous and so skilled. No fish was safe from Andy, in any body of water, anywhere on the face of this earth.

Rainbow trout caught back on the bow river circa 1998

Many years passed and I lost touch with Andy for a while, sometimes life just happens that way. I reconnected with Andy through Facebook several years ago, and we became fast friends once again. He asked me if I could take him out fishing, and I gladly said “anytime my friend”. I never forgot what he did for me all those years ago! Andy was the Walleye and Pike master, as well as many other sport fish species. He was always looking for huge brown trout; he loved those fish deeply and wanted me to take him out in my jet boat for a Bow River tour. We met early at Policeman’s Flats early last year, and went down river searching for his prize. I never fished much that day, I was just watching him perform and listening to the amazing stories he told. Some people never really got Andy, or for some odd reason, he rubbed people the wrong way, but I loved him and I wanted to learn all I could from him. I fed off his high energy level and listened to him carefully opening my heart and mind to what he had to teach me. As they often say, when the student is ready, the teacher will appear. We both caught some amazing fish that day last year, but more importantly, our bond and our passion for Sportfishing grew tighter that very day.

Explorer industries jet boat rests on the bank of the bow river Alberta

Later that fall I met Andy at his place in Nanton and he took me to one of his favorite Walleye fishing locations. Andy had some many places he liked to fish, but this one was a quiet spot located in a canal that met a big reservoir. We brought out the lawn chairs and bait fished all day catching some amazing Walleye all day long. Andy had me beat in the beginning, catching five fish before I had even caught my first, but I came on strong in the end and held my own. It was such a great day, with Andy making me laugh all day long. He had such a huge personality and had many sayings he coined such as “sharp hooks, tight lines” and the other one that would always make me laugh and smile which was, “now let’s get another one JUST…..LIKE……THAT”. He was zany and I could never stop smiling when we fished with one another. We always went back and forth doing wild and crazy stuff, and I loved every second of it.

The Master angler and I fishing for brown trout bow river

I went to visit Andy in the hospital the second week of October. He asked his wife to call me and ask me to come see him. I dropped everything and quickly left to the South Health Campus to see him. It breaks my heart as I type this. I went up to his room where he was laying in the hospital bed and sat right beside him. I looked at him straight in the eyes and told him that everything was gonna be ok, and that this was “just a temporary setback” and he was gonna be right as rain in no time flat. Andy and I had made lots of plans, and he was as tough as they come. Sadly and tragically Andy never made it through stage 4 liver cancer and passed away on October 25th 2017. It broke my heart in a huge way, but the memories we created will live in my spirit forever, till the day I pass on. You left a deep mark on my life Andy! I will always treasure the times we spent fishing and laughing, and truly living. You were so generous to me and in turn, I will be generous with others like you were. I will teach them the conservation side of fishing, like you suggested for me to do, and I will honor your name each and every time I step foot on the banks, or in my boat. I will miss you my friend, but I know we will meet again to fish and laugh on the other side of the river. My deepest condolences go out to your daughters, your wife Jo-Ann and the rest of your family.

Oct 30

Testimonial 2017

Fishing the wild west with Wes David

Testimonials 2017

When you mention the mighty Bow River, my first thought is world class fly fishing. However, Mike Robertson, the owner of Bowriver Blog introduced me to the world of crankbait fishing the river for the spectacular rainbow trout and brown trout that swim within the Bow River. We fished the river from the comforts of Mike’s riverboat amongst the rustic beauty of the Bow River casting crankbaits to key locations along the river’s edge. This trip showed me how much of a predator gamefish rainbow trout and brown trout truly are and I can’t wait to hit the river again with Mike in the spring.

Wes David

Outdoor Writer & Photographer Western Director, Outdoor Writers of Canada (OWC)

Big thanks to Wes for the great day on the mighty Bow River.

~Mike