Spin Fishing The Bow River On A Warm Winters Day

trout fishing the lower bow river December 10 2011

It ended just like it began!

If you live in a place that gets’ cold and snows in the winter, you then know how hard it sometimes is to make it out to your local river for some open water fishing. Lucky I live in Alberta where a Chinook is a welcomed friend and a warm companion in December. Every week that passes I get more and more cooped up, wishing I could be on the river fishing instead of on my couch waiting for spring to arrive. No way could I last one more day in the house!

I have wanted to fish the last month or so but it seems every time the weekend rolls around it gets to cold and another week comes and goes with no fishing. Today there was no holding me back. I packed up my gear and loaded it into the car; the dog was even scratching my leg to get out. I loaded him up too and drove to the Bow River bundled up and raring to go. The heart was thumping and the juices were flowing. I let the dog off the leash and he bolted straight for the river. I made the first cast into a drop in the river and retrieved the lure quickly as to not bottom snag. I was almost all the way in to shore and I caught sight of the brown trout that was in hot pursuit. I was not able to hook him and he then bolted back out into the river. It was time to travel and I walked upriver about fifty yards. The Livingston Lure looked like it was going to be the hot ticket for the day. I will be selling these lures via my website so I needed to test them out before I endorse them and sell them here. I will let you all know when they become available for sale here on the Blog. Continue reading

Looking Back At The Special Places We Fish

A look through the trees at the beautiful Bow River

 

A journey to the special places in our heart

Do you ever feel like going to your favorite fishing lake or river and just sitting quietly and watching the trout rise for flies? Just being there is soothing to the heart and the soul. Sitting on that dead tree fallen many years ago and watching the currents of the river flow bye. It’s comforting to be on the bank with that nice warm summer breeze blowing on your face easing the stresses of everyday life. The fish are just a bonus perhaps, the serenity is the reason. I have been combing through my photos lately and that always seems to take me back in time to those special snapshots of frozen images that never leave the mind or soul.

Memories of these special locations still take me back in time. A bank where the cotton woods are twenty feet tall and the soil is abundant with wild sage. We used to drive to this place and run over the banks like couple of school kids running away from the last day of class. Once we were beside the river we would light a fire and watch the embers fly up towards the heavens, it’s like I was there yesterday. We would laugh and talk about our life’s struggles and triumphs while casting into the river of life. Most times we would find what we were looking for in these special places, whether it was the fish or something other then the trout. Many dreams originated along this bank side getaway and many aspirations became realities. Continue reading

A Birthday Gift Of Trout

All I want for my birthday is a BIG FAT trout

I awoke on Friday morning wondering what to do for my birthday. I had the day off of work and had and had some errands to run in the morning. By the time ten rolled around, I was done running around Calgary. I stopped in to get my tire fixed and while I waited, I walked over to the shop Todd works at for a surprise visit. He was busy fixing his sweethearts car and never knew it was my birthday. When you get old like me you tend not to tell too many people. I asked Todd if he had time to go slay down some trout. He responded promptly, “well ya talked me into it”. It was like asking a kid if he wanted to go to the candy store for some treats. I wanted to treat myself to a nice present, what can I say. A few rainbows all wrapped in slime is the best present any die hard fisherman like me really wants! Continue reading

Fishing For The Bow River’s Largest Brown Trout

Massive Bow River Brown Trout

When It Rains It Pours!

Last Wednesday I watched out my living room window as the clouds and crappy weather rolled in. That’s just great I thought to myself as I sipped Tim Horton’s coffee and wondered what the next few days of predicted rain would do to the river. I then went over to the weather network to check the expected rain fall for Thursday and Friday. My fishing trip with Ed Rawn was set for Saturday morning at eight o’clock. I was hoping that the rain would stop late Thursday so the river had a chance to clean up by Saturday. It was looking really dirty on Thursday afternoon when I checked its condition. Finally the rain stopped on Friday and the sun came out. I was running some errands on Friday and decided to stop in under the Glenmore Trail Bridge and have a look once more. This helps me select colors patterns for the trip and make decisions on what systems I am going to use. Continue reading