CFR Parachute Adams



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Weekend at the Rim: Part 2


Arizona Brook Trout

Elk Cows

After an extremely cold night in a tent spent dreaming about extra blankets and a bed, I woke up for breakfast and coffee before the sun was up. I broke down camp and was on my way to search for the fabled Arizona brook trout as the sun was just hitting the top portion of the Rim. Since moving to Arizona, I have been under the impression that there were no brook trout in the state. From my limited knowledge and inquiring, brook trout were stocked in certain areas

AZ Brookie

many years ago by the Game and Fish and can still be in certain lakes, but finding the location of the few guarded streams that maintain reproducing brook trout has been very difficult. After many hours researching and asking questions, I happened upon a name. The name was enough and this weekend I visited that small sanctuary that held those trout. The stream was extremely small and I could stand with a foot on either side for the most part. about half way up I found a deep pool and watched my line go tight with brookie after brookie who thought my fly looked like a tasty breakfast. Most of these colorful fish were 4-6 inches, the largest was 13. This stream was the most difficult fishing that I had ever experienced with tree limbs hovering a few feet over the water and briar patches littering the banks and ripping at my waders. The end result was well worth it with a dozen or so brook trout to hand. I now believe the fables and legends of the Arizona brook trout.

AZ Brook Trout

Weekend at the Rim: Part 1


TFO Finesse
Snow covered Rim

It was about 7:30 at around 5,000 feet of elevation when I started second guessing my decision to go fishing. All the trees were topped with a fresh coating of snow and even though the heater was cranking in my truck, the thought of having to tie on a fly in freezing weather sent a cold chill down my spine. The plan was to fish for the day and keep an eye and ear open for any sign of turkey for a friend who was coming up to hunt the next day.

Rainbow and Rod

I saw no sign of turkey but the crystal clear creek gave up plenty of fish. I fished from about 9 am to 4 pm and lost track of how many fish I had landed. Most of the fish that came to hand were rainbows but a few browns were in the mix. From what little I understand about this particular creek, Game and Fish stocks at a bridge a mile or two down stream. The rainbows that were nipping at my line were full of fight and color, and did not appear to be recent stocked trout.Whether stream born or holdovers, they were extremely colorful and no two were the same in their shadings and spots. The average size was around 6-8 inches with a few pushing 10-11 and every fish I landed day came on a parachute adams. I attempted several times to switch up my rig to tempt any of the bigger browns in the deep pools but had no luck.

Brown Trout
Small Stream Rainbow

The creek was the best I had ever seen it and I walked farther than I ever had before. At the end of my hiking, I was greeted by 25 foot falls that cascaded into a beautiful green pool. I worked my way to the top of the falls and fished farther on only to find the creek thinning out very quickly with no fish present from what I could tell. The trudge back and out of this particular creek is a real bruiser at the end of a long day, but I

Rainbow Trout

made it to the truck in good time and found a decent spot to camp for the evening. As the sun went down and the fire started to warm my hands and feet, I made plans for the the following day to check out a creek that I had only heard rumors about.

Arizona Waterfall

Oak Creek…


Stocked Rainbow Trout
Red Rock Country

Oak Creek looks like its old self with crystal clear water that is almost back to normal flows. Along with the beautiful weather and pristine creek conditions came gobs of campers and hikers taking advantage of this beautiful canyon. Throughout the day, I landed two fish, one a good size brown and a stocker rainbow. Mid day, I was drifting a heavy nymph through a deep chute when a large brown laid into my stonefly. After about 30 seconds, my 6x tippet snapped leaving me empty handed and more than a little frustrated. In the late afternoon, I moved a little farther north and walked quite a ways, taking the time to fish only the best looking water. Overall a beautiful day on the creek, but probably one of my last for a while. The kicker of the day came as I was fishing my favorite portion of the stream. As I was working a usually productive run, I observed a father, wife, grandmother, and a few kids working their way towards the creek from the opposite side. With literally miles of productive water in both directions, they plop down 30 yards away on the opposite bank and begin casting spinning gear into the same pool that I was fishing. Immediately, the fish I was

Blue Heron

working darted for the depths and the cover of the rocks as lures are landing just a few feet from me. Common sense should dictate that this type of behavior is completely unacceptable and wrong. I probably should have said something, but due to the fact that I was boiling mad and probably would have said something regrettable, I bit my tongue and walked away. The actions and attitude of anglers like this, perpetuate my thoughts of looking for waters that are a little more remote and devoid of a human foot print. I love Oak Creek and its high canyon walls. It has taught me many things about fly fishing, but the rumble of the passing cars and the kids throwing rocks into the pools that I am fishing can only keep me coming back for so long.

Arizona Moon

Fly Fishing Lake Pleasant…


Money has been going out much faster than it has been coming in these past few months. So to save some money and wear and tear on my truck, I decided to do some hiking around Lake Pleasant. I was not disappointed. Largemouth bass were still holding close to shore for their spawn or post spawn activities. A weighted brown simi-leech was the soup of the day and my 5 weight was bent to extremes trying to play the bass pictured below to shore. Several other smaller largemouth came out to play, but I called it a day about 11. Good day overall…no snakes.

Largemouth Bass

Oak Creek…


Wedding plans are in the works and I am looking forward to making Michelle my bride on May 29th. Saturday was her bridal shower which left me with day to myself. Leaving at 5, I was on the creek by 7:30 for the start of a slow but satisfying day. The first pool started off with a bang as a good size brown trout hooked into my simi-leech. As I played the fish closer to shore, I  realized that unfortunately my net was safe and secure at home. As I reached for the trout, he gave one last effort and was successful at loosing himself from the fly. I was still in high hopes of a profitable day with a hookup in the first pool, but the day had other plans. The winds picked up making it difficult to make solid casts, and even though the water was relatively clear, the usual lies were under a foot of runoff. The stream was teaming with insect life but I was unable to make any use of it. The second half of the day was spent exploring other portions of the stream which proved to be very profitable. One particular section of the creek was an interesting science lesson. The rocks were covered with casings that were filled with the larva of an insect that I learned latter were caddis flies. I rigged my line with a variety of different nymphs and connected on a fat little brown. The day was beautiful and I saw no other fishermen which can probably be attributed to the high flows. Despite the lack of fishermen, the hiking trails were choked with day-trekkers taking advantage of the pristine weather. It will not be long until there will not be an empty parking spot the entire length of Oak Creek. Despite my slow day of fishing, the cool weather and warm sun was the perfect way to spend a day off.

Oak Creek Brown Trout

Lake Pleasant…

One Comment

With only a few hours to fish on this morning, Pete and I opted for the real short drive to Lake Pleasant. I have mixed feelings about this lake due to being skunked several times before, but with a time schedule to keep, options were limited. Stories of different species of bass are always being told but usually those with success have some sort of boat to scour fishable areas. On my current income I am confined to the shore and anywhere accessible with a two-wheel drive vehicle. The Arizona sun soon was baking the desert at 85 degrees and we had seen zero action. After walking and fishing multiple coves, I finally happened upon a protected cove where I could see 7-8 different bass holding close to shore. Cycling through my limited fly selection, the black simi leech with an orange glass bead head was the ticket and got movement and looks from multiple fish. Only one of the smaller fish decided to play before we had to call it a day. Wish we could have kept fishing because we finally figured out where to be looking for fish and what they were hungry for. Aside from the one fish and a sunburn, the only other excitement was almost stepping on a rattlesnake. For three years, I have been tramping all over this state and this was the first rattlesnake I have ever seen. It was nice to end the terrible streak of bad luck at Lake Pleasant, but I look forward to getting back on the smaller streams.

Lake Pleasant Fly Fishing

Camelback Mountain…


View of Pheonix

Michelle and I spent a beautiful Arizona morning hiking Camelback Mountain located in center city Phoenix when we first started traveling after we sold our house. You can easily Sell Your House Fast In Phoenix. Neither of us had ever hiked the mountain and after a brief inspection of the internet for information we decided to enjoy the Phoenix weather before it will become unbearable. Sandwiches were prepared and water bottles filled in preparation for our epic journey to the top. We arrived at the base of the Camelback at around 10:30 and found a premiere parking spot right near the trailhead and applied some Car Polish at our car right there because we had time. To be truthful, I was extremely surprised that there was no designated area or established parking lot for the multitude of cars that were parked on the street. When you got bad credit on your auto loan right here, it is highly recommended you visit auto loans for bad credit kansas city mo to help you. My windshield got broken because a branch from a tree fell on my car, after the nice day I had to call auto glass repair spartanburg sc to help me out. By the way, if you know someone who’s planning to take a driving class, Miro Training is the best service to contact. For more details, just give them a call at 08 9459 5666. Since it was a Saturday during springtime in Arizona, we were not the only ones huffing and puffing our way along the rocky trail. We made good time to the top and were rewarded with a spectacular view of Phoenix and the surrounding metropolises. Michelle stated that from our vantage point one could really appreciate why Phoenix is known as the “Valley of the Sun.” The crystal clear air made visibility in every direction seemingly endless. The Federal Public Service Loan Forgiveness Program (FPSLFP) and the Income-Based Repayment (IBR) plan are two options that will allow some borrowers to be eligible for loan forgiveness after 10 years of qualifying employment and loan payments, go to for more information.

Arizona Chuckwalla
Sandwich Thief

At the top we spent some time appreciating the warm sun and cool breeze as we ate lunch. In the process we had to defend everything we owned from the random ground squirrels that must normally eat like kings by panhandling for scraps. After several pictures, we began our decent, which can be a little tougher on the knees than scrambling to the top. On the way back down we spotted several other critters that I hastily


identified when we returned home as chuckwallas. We arrived back at the truck with our legs pumping around 12:45. Overall our day on the mountain was extremely enjoyable and rewarding. Anyone who truly wishes to experience the beauty  and size of Phoenix should waste no time and scramble to the top of Camelback Mountain.

The soon-to-be Smiths