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

Transitioning Into Fall On The Bow River

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The Leaves Are Falling

With fall officially here in Alberta, I wanted to write my clients to thank them for a wonderful spring and summer. Man I had a blast with all of you. I am so very blessed to be able to share my passion with you all; to have the privilege of capturing memories of large trout on film, and video. I have never laughed so much in one season! By no means is the fishing season over yet folks, in fact we are just getting into the prime season for BIG fish. My boat is always, and I mean always ready to go. In the fall, great to excellent fishing is yours for the taking. Some softies put the rods away and kick back on their couch, beer in hand watching football games all day. Other die hard anglers get ready for fall and embrace the cooler weather, they leave their lazy buddies behind to watch football and drink beer while they make memories along the colorful banks of the Bow River. Continue reading