On Saturday I got to fish two foreign waters for me. Much of my time is spent on the South Platte river off of highway 24, except for the occasional trek to new places.
The alarm went off at 4:00 AM and I was almost immediately up and ready to head out to meet a friend at 5:00 AM. The first stop on the trip was Clear Creek by way of I-70 up in the high country of Colorado. What an amazing place of Colorado scenery. Every trip makes one truly appreciate all that Colorado has to offer.
Clear Creek was decided upon earlier last week to try something new out. The fishing was challenging at first, sticking to the low flow areas just past Tunnel 2. The reports we had mentioned this spot as a good point of fishing production. We hit small brown trout for the morning. After missing five fish, I figured this would be a sure skunking. Luckily, I manage to get one to net prior to leaving.
When we left at around noon, there was still plenty of daylight for us and we began thinking of where else we could hunt for fish. Once we got into the tiny town of Idaho Springs we started discussing where else we may go. At first the game plan was to head through the scenic drive along the South Platte via 285. The second idea was the Blue River by heading 30 minutes by way of I-70. That idea won out since we haven’t fished there in awhile. For me, it was actually the first time.
After getting to the town of Silverthorne, it was time to eat lunch and get after the large rainbows below Dillon Reservoir. We stalked out several large fish and came up empty handed at first. Switching flies up constantly, nothing came to fruition. A couple of hours later, still no luck for me and I was again about to throw in the towel. Again, luckily, I was able I at least was able to bring one small rainbow in.
I wouldn’t necessarily say that this long day trip was a success, seeing as how I only managed to net two fish, but in terms of getting out to a new place, it sure was. My friend had a lot more luck, which seems to be happening a little too frequently, but alas, good for him. With this trip, I am much more confident in my abilities on the South Platte River and think this upcoming weekend I can offset the lack of fish this past weekend in Elevenmile Canyon, which I have not had a bad day in some years.
Later this month I head back to the east coast to fish my old stomping ground on the Yellow Breeches and I am excited to make my return after five years from graduating from Gettysburg College. It may be a trip to see friends and go to my college reunion, but I will surely focus much of my time fishing.
Until next time,