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CHERRY PINK AND APPLE BLOSSOM WHITE

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Fishing wet flies is considered playing dirty by many...going to the "dark side", "chumming", "cheating", "bait fishing", etc. I'm here to tell you they are all wrong. Fishing wet can be more fun than a pillow fight with teenage girls...lets start at the top and work our way down. First you need a bobber. Bobbers come in all shapes and sizes: plastic, rubber, balsa, cotton, wool, cork, peach fuzz, hair balls, sheep shag, elk scrotum, moose mane, cat whiskers, bunny fur, cow flop, etc...small, medium, jumbo, magnum, super magnum, mega magnum and whoppers with cheese...and the color choices are endless: flame red, blaze orange, hot pink, chartreuse, baby burp green, Georgia peach,  neon, solid gold, platinum,  deep purple, purple haze, smoke on the water, flashabou, caribou, malibu, hullabaloo...and don't forget to weight 'em down to get deep where the big boys sleep with bead eyes, bug eyes, bloodshot eyes, split shot, buckshot, punkin' balls, lead slugs, copper balls, or anything made of nickel-steel, tungsten, titanium, plutonium or kryptonite. You can use one dropper, two droppers, three droppers or panty droppers with sinker up, sinker down, or better yet take it way downtown...the possibilities are endless. And when you hook up with Old Henry or Walter it'll give you that special feeling...like laying on the floor staring at the ceiling listening to Led Zep in one speaker with Cream playing "White Room" in the other. Like I said, fishing wet is a "Whole Lotta Fun."

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6/7/2011...5340 CFS @ VARNEY

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 Do I love you?...my oh my...RIVER DEEP, mountain high.

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HOW HIGH'S THE WATER MAMA?

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This year most Montana rivers will be HIGH and SWIFT through June. If you are wading or boating BE CAREFUL so you don't end up face down and thrashing for safety. Here are some Montana high water survival tips from RBMF:

 1. If you wade fish, stay close to the bank. If you are a right handed caster choose a bank on the left side with some brush or willows and work upstream. This way you can hold on to a willow branch with your left hand and cast with your right. Reverse procedure for left handed caster. 

2. Don't try to cross the river if you are not sure of the depth. It may look like you can make it but once you get way out there there's no turning back. When in doubt, look for a safer crossing point.

 3. Use a wading staff.

 4. Make sure you have good felt, composite or stream cleats/studs on your wading shoes. Tennis shoes and rubber soled irrigation boots are TROUBLE!

 5. Use your wader belt...cinch it up real good...it could save your life.

 6. Watch the depth... a lot of the rivers will be muddy or roily and you can't see the bottom. Don't gamble.

 7. If you are boating be careful. Don't drop your anchor out in the middle of deep, raging water. Bad things can happen. Watch out for sunken trees and other hidden obstructions, especially on the Big Hole River. Don't take side channels unless you know where they lead.

 8. Cell phone. If you are wading, leave it on the river bank in a dry place. It won't do you any good if you fall in.

 9. If alone, tell someone where you are going.

 10. Use common sense...practice your dog paddle...good luck!

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RBMF Honors Our Fallen Heros, 5/30/2011

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SHORE LUNCHES, TROUT ON A STICK

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    Sometimes it isn't all about the fishing, it's all about the "fun".

                                         

 

 

                  nap time at Wolf Ck. lunch spot...pro golfer Bruce Devlin is somewhere down there!

 

lunch time with Bill Wilson & crew above McAtee            .

 

 

 

                                                  grilled pork chops on the river...Glenn Law

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 When I started guiding anglers on the Madison in the late 1970s early 1980s, shore lunches were big. We had lots of corporate “outings” (a bunch of men get drunk and go fishing)…large, multi-boat float trips were the rage. The highlight (or lowlight) of these trips was trout for lunch. It didn’t matter how big or what sex, this was way before "catch and release” so it was "kill ‘em and grill ’em". Of course most of these guys couldn’t fish that well so the usual scene around the lunch spot was two or three guides frantically beating the water to a froth trying to catch enough trout for the “table”…well, not exactly a table. The fancy fold-out, pop-up tables you see these days didn’t exist…this was BBH…(before bead heads)… a few rocks with a rotten log or two to sit on would be just fine. There was always one DC guide (designated cook). This guy had unique talents…he knew how to butterfly (fillet and flour rainbows) and he knew how to chop (onions and add a half a stick of butter). The whole works got wrapped up like a mummy in aluminum foil and slapped on the charcoal along with corn on the cob. You can picture the scene…two or three guides in the river chucking Bitch Creeks… a chopper and dicer…a fillet expert…a coal blower (the charcoal took at least a half hour)…all this surrounded by a bunch of fat cats swigging beer and guzzling wine until they got so cross-eyed they couldn’t tell a sofa pillow from a yellow sally. After an hour or two the party slowed down and maybe we’d fish some more…maybe not. After the mess got cleaned up it was time to head for Burnt Tree, last one to the ramp was a rotten egg. You had anglers hanging arms and legs over the gunwales of the Lavro or the East Side or the Valco…one or two dudes upchucking as we swung down below Crane Island…a couple passed out…the “serious” anglers trying to fish with their lines crossed, tippets tangled, fly lines mangled…snapping off Royal Trudes in the bushes….backlashing their Pfleuger Medalists into a hopeless mess…guides bobbing and weaving, twitching and ducking as #4 weighted Soufal nymphs came whizzing by their ears. Eventually, the dog and pony show hit the boat ramp with a loud thud. Everybody out! Pile into the Suburban burping and belching …back to the motel…pass out. Do it again tomorrow. Man, these fishing trips are fun!

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