As luck would have it, the Blue River, and the Colorado River, are both within a short drive of where we will be staying. This of course had nothing to do with my decision to help... or at least not much. As of the last reports I read, the flows are down, bugs are hatching, and the fish are hungry after fighting off the spring run-off for the last month or so. 10 days ago I read a one-word fishing report for the Blue - BLOWN. Like anything else you read, you have to read between the lines. Fly shops will always provide information about what the best anglers are able to do do catch a single fish in a day. When no hope is offered, you should take it seriously.
Anyway, the goal is to get some fishing in on Friday, Saturday during the middle part of the walk, and if fortune holds out, maybe a little on Sunday as well. Now I understand that the likelihood of the planets aligning properly for this to take place are slim, but you can always hold out hope. While there may be some ethical dilemma that I am missing, I will be doing my part on Saturday in that making sure that the ladies make it to the starting line on time, and my wife will be joining me on Friday, so I feel a little better about myself. Like Jeff Goldbloom said in the Big Chill, when was the last time you went a day with out a rationalization.
Even if all of this falls through, the creeks in town are beginning to clear and after-work/lunchtime fishing is about to return. I love summer in CO.
I'll post a follow-up report on Monday.
Today's Fly is the Barr's Tungstone: (Courtesy of GigHarborFlyFisher)
Tight Lines,
Dave
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