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BONEDALE FISHING REPORT #6
“THE COLORADO RIVER SELDOM GIVES UP HER DEAD.” –Brighty of the Grand Canyon
We have the same weather pattern as last year. Big pow in the west slope backcountry and world-class trout fishing. Sure, the Baetis are popping, but Copi spotted a Golden last week on the Fork and EVERYTHING is moving on the Colorado. I spent the better part of a month throwing uglies beneath what I thought was a new piece of structure, until I saw some hooves. This, of course, changed the strategy. She has since moved off her bed, but biomass is biomass. We spotted crawdad traps with large brown trout filets inside, which says something about the size of the crawdaddies in our drainage. You can catch any damn thing you want over here right now, even a serious case of e-coli. I’ve got an old 9-foot 6 weight Granger that my Grandfather built in Denver that I may have to christin [sic] this year. It’s one hell of a streamer rod. Shook floated the upper Fork last week when the Klingons were in town and reported serious golden stone activity up-valley. “Tungsten” Harcourt is smacking big slabs down on the Coli. The great Santini and I found a coyote carcass on the Fork while exploring the lower reaches of Cattle Creek, which, thanks to a tanking land development, is still pristine. There’s more Elk and geese on our local golf courses than golfers, which is as it should be. Hell, you could pay the rod fee and fish the water features.
At one point, I kept all my meds in Crown Royal bag.
There is a God, and I’m not it.
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Kea C. Hause