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Some Background...

WHY FISH?

Why not go jogging, hit the gym, start a garden or whatever it is that normal humans do? What's so fascinating about these slimy little animals that live in the water?

Fishing is a bit more to me than a hobby or a sport. It's an essential part of life that helps me connect with the Earth in ways similar to the long practiced traditions of mankind. Wherever man has had a water source, there has been fishing.

It's only natural.

THE PAST

As a fingerling, I only fished a few times with uncles or my father. We typically never went out of the valley except for a couple of trips to Deer Creek, where I remember catching my first perch.

My Dad took me to the Provo River a few times and once up to Ruth Lake in the Uintas. It was always a fun trip, no matter where we went and it got us out of the house. I wish I would have asked to go more often at that age.

At age 14, I went with the Scouts to climb King's Peak, the high point of Utah. We had to hike some 8 miles with heavy packs to get to our campsite at Dollar Lake in the High Uintas. At that lake, I caught my first trout and never got around to fishing again for several years.

When I rediscovered the joys of fishing in my early 20's, a close friend named Holdsworth and I spent a lot of our time at a handful of places within a reasonable driving distance. The first lake that gave us any trout was Currant Creek Reservoir. The fish weren't huge, but they were gorgeous and plentiful once found.



We made it a high priority to fish there every weekend for much of the summer. Every time we went, however, the monkey on our collective back grew a little bit stronger while passing the intimidating Strawberry Reservoir.

Eventually, the seduction of the Berry's fame lured us to turn onto the Soldier Creek Dam Junction. Never having fished it before, we thought we'd start at the dam and test our luck.

We didn't get a bite for over an hour and I started to doze off. I was awakened when my Ugly Stik swept over to the other side of my lap from where I had it resting. Coming to, I started reeling and fought in a feisty rainbow of around 18 inches and fat. We'd never caught anything like it up at Currant Creek, so a new weekly destination was born.



Moving forward a few years, Holdsworth had since moved to Germany, but I continued to feed my passion for fishing. I joined a wildlife forum online, sponsored and run by the Utah Department of Wildlife Resources (DWR). The DWR forum had an eclectic stew of sportsmen and women from all over the state and abroad.

Participating in the forum made me realize that my fishing license was valid anywhere in the state and that taking on a few new venues couldn't hurt. Ever since I joined, my summers have been spent trying out new waters in between trips to the usual haunts and fishing has never been better for me.

Much information was shared freely between the sportsmen of this online community and it was a good place to get in some useful reading. Being active in discussions there and applying new ideas really helped me develop into a better fisherman.

In the "Fishing Reports" section, you could read about recent trips to places all over the state. Reading the reports, I was inspired to begin recording my own experiences. Why not? Writing was always something I enjoyed doing plus I had a camera and web access...

From then on, I posted detailed write ups of my exploits quite regularly. Positive feedback prompted me to continue and now I have almost as much fun putting the report together, as I do actually fishing.

The DWR forum was shut down abruptly in September of '07 due to bureaucratic red tape. A slew of new "replacement forums" popped up in hopes of gaining the now disbanded 5000+ members.

Once the dust settled a bit, a clear replacement appeared when the former moderators of the DWR forum got together with a former member named "Petersen" to start the Utah Wildlife Network.



Quite a few members donate (myself included) and that helps to keep the site running. Additionally, we're not in any danger of the gov. stepping in and pulling the plug, as this forum is privately owned and operated by Petersen.

Once the news caught wind that a true replacement was found, the pages started looking more familiar with old screen names showing up left and right. It didn't take too long and we had our spot back, essentially.

Aside from the UWN, I also make it a point to hang out with the guys from Utah Fishing Talk (UFT). It's a good bunch with fewer members and a more intimate feel. Another great resource is Big Fish Tackle. This nationwide forum is full of knowledgeable anglers from all over the world.

...But really, if I burn all of my time on the internet, there won't be any left for fishing!

Due mainly to the forums, my fishing eyes have been opened. Now more than ever, I really make it a point to explore new waters and fish the spots that nobody talks about. My day trips have gotten much longer and involve many more stops than before.

Please stay tuned for trip reports and feel free to explore the links in my highlights section, where I go into more detail about specific waters and areas.

Happy Fishing, Humans.

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12/29/11

Wrapping Up 2011

With the recent holidays, I've been a little bit too busy to post anything, so let's catch up.

Friday the 23rd:

Happy Birthday to me, I'm going fishing!  A buddy and his girlfriend took off with me to central Utah.  It was their first time really ice fishing, although my friend went a few times as a little boy.

Hoping to bag some big ones at 9 Mile Res, we drilled quite a few holes near the dam and never got a bite.  We spent a few hours there and burned most of our daylight before deciding to leave for what we hoped would be easy fishing at Palisade Res.

Right away, I got a few bites and missed them all, minus a small rainbow that got off at the hole after my first drop.  The rod only bounced when I'd set it down and walk more than 5 feet away, it seemed.  Actively jigging didn't seem to entice any strikes.

Finally, we got a few to stay on and Steve-o got his first couple of fish through the ice.



A short while later, Shannon got one.  They both ended up with several fish.


After waiting all day, I finally got my birthday fish.


It's all good though, I had a great time hanging out with them again and it's always nice to get out and fish, no matter how rough it is.

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Thursday the 29th:


In celebration of the nice time off we've been spending together (no work from 12-23 thru 1-2), I thought I'd try to get us all out for one last family trip of 2011.  My hunch was that Millsite Reservoir would still have open water and I tried my best to find out before embarking on the 300 mile day trip.

Calling the state park's phone #, I wasn't able to get a hold of anyone for the past three days, even leaving messages, so I just dug for some recent info.  One report stated that two people floated on it as late as the 16th, so I pushed the "Go" button and we were off to find out.

Here's Sonia at the Shell station in Helper, Utah.


After a long drive, we made it to Millsite, only to find a very large, clear sheet of ice covering everything up.  At first, it looked like open water, but then a saw some folks walking on it.

Well that's not what I expected to see, but I was glad I brought my auger!

Turns out, I didn't even need the auger.  There were plenty of abandoned holes in fishy looking spots that we fished from.  


This was their first time on the ice.  It was a good 5-6 inches where we were.


The action was pretty fast and we were into fish right away.  We fished about 12 feet down in 16 feet of water and that was certainly the zone.  Schools would come through and our rods would start jumping.  Fun stuff!

We even got the kiddos into it.  My daughter, Debbie and son, James were both glad to help us reel in some fish.


It's nice to see Mama holding fish again.  I'm amazed I got her out on the ice at all!


We caught mostly rainbows with one cutthroat and a few splake in the mix.  Here's one of the splake.


The rainbows were nice and healthy looking.  The splake were pretty skinny, as I'm used to them being in Millsite.

They're all fun to catch though.  Right, Mama?


Milliste is one of our family destinations where we have a good day, every trip.  The area is so gorgeous in all directions that we just can't lose.  Sitting right at the edge of where a desert meets the high mountains of the Wasatch Plateau, it's just the gateway to more water up Ferron Canyon and other canyons are nearby.

There are definitely better fish to be had at Millsite, but we needed to stay on thick ice, closer to shore.




Once we'd had our fun at Millsite, we thought the remaining daylight would be well spent next to a creek that I really enjoy fishing.

Heading north toward Orangeville, we got on Hwy 29 and made our way up the canyon.  The sunlight was fading fast.


My Blue Fox got several followers, but they were all afraid to commit.  It was still nice to see the creek again.  Love that place!



So it ended up being a family ice trip and that wasn't what we were hoping for, but we made the best of it and caught a good amount of fish to satisfy us.  The kids actually had fun too!

Happy Fishing, Humans.

4 comments:

  1. Ice fishing is not for me. Wintertime is armchair fishing and fly tying time for me. Nice looking trout though and an awesome scenery.
    Have fun,
    M.O.

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  2. I haven't been ice fishing in years. It might be fun and it might be cold but oh those colors!

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  3. Your family sure seems to be a close knit group who likes to have adventure together. Getting out on the ice is a unique experience for them. The fish were certainly willing! The colors on the Splake were interesting to see for me.

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  4. @ Mel, the splake are a pretty dull looking fish from most angles, especially in alkaline waters. Their colors tend to be very muted on the sides, but their backs usually have something to look at.

    The splake in Fish Lake and around Boulder Mountain are the really colorful ones. They look like brookies, only much bigger.

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