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Summer Update from Western NY

Normally I would have a ton of brown trout on dry fly photos to share, but the Spring rains messed everything up. We had record rainfall in upstate NY for the first two months of Spring which resulted in high flows, and very few rising fish. The streamer fishing was pretty good, but after a long off-season I’ve grown accustomed to fishing on the surface.

So I put trout aside and focused on bass, which thankfully Western NY has plenty of. For most of the late Spring and early Summer I fished for largemouth and smallmouth, and I tried my best to get them on topwater flies. I discovered a ton of new water, and even some urban spots that are close to home, which is always nice to save on gas. It was a different season this year, but sometimes it’s good to change things up. My William Joseph Surge and Wader Bag were with me on every adventure and really made the trips a lot easier.

Finally the coldwater creeks are back in their normal summer flows, and the fish seem to be happily rising again, so it should be good surface activity for the rest of the summer. I’m really looking forward to dry flyin for trout, but I have a feeling I’ll be throwing in a couple bass trips!

William Joseph..The CREEL Deal is the REAL DEAL !

After about a thousand trips over a life time of fishing one would think it would be easy enough to find the dang river…I mean its only a big piece of water draining down a friggen canyon with mountains on either side…it’s not hiding or anything…It’s not like looking for a damn Easter Egg……

On the other hand I guess we have to take into account that the river had been a lot easier to find about 48 hours earlier when it was twice the size it usually is..overflowing the banks, soaking soil and helping to topple a tree or two..If a tree falls and there is no one there to hear it does it smash the Skwala stone flies ? and if so would you be able to hear them scream..? Would Salmon flies scream louder..?

 

Oh sure go ahead and say I’m weird, Weird because I would waste time wondering about such things…you are right, it is weird….That doesn’t mean it isn’t real…

Wait here I’m going in…..!

The one cool thing about this particular day was trying to find the Trail to the spot I remembered from a couple years ago.  I hadn’t been able to get back and as I searched I realized that although the world may be dieing one spoonful at a time there is not a single thing wrong with the Coeur d’Alene Rivers riparian habitat..in all actuality I believe it to be alive, with a twisted conscious, and a nasty sense of humor…

I found the river several times and to my dismay every time I found it, I couldn’t fish it from that bank, angle or dangle.  The seam, wind or current was wrong and the needle brush, wild rose, bees, bears and beavers were all ganging up on me……Everything seemed to be working against me, Plotting my demise, bewildered by my bewilderment I pushed on….all alone…..just me and the dangerous elements and deadly wilderness…..and my wife who was taking the pictures…

There is always that ever lasting stubbornness that I believe comes with Scottish Blood,  Screaming “I will never Give up untill you pull my intestines out through my navel !” ….That usually gets me in over my head, in to deep, buried and unable to turn around….and that’s usually where i ruin my gear. I break rods, bend reels, rip jackets, tear and stab waders full of holes and even after soaking them in Shoe Goo they still leak..A fly fishing vest is utterly useless when breaking trail !. I will rip everything loose, every gear-head gadget, snagging it all on branches and leaving it for some lucky late season schmuck to find dangling in the brush like Christmas decor…

Giving up is not an option ! If you are going to try and keep up you either have to leave your junk behind or get gear made for the fight. Make sure your stuff can handle the pressure and if it doesn’t say WILLIAM JOSEPH my bet is it will be found where it fell apart anyway….along the stream in the bramble or stubble and stickers..I wonder if WILD OTTERS pee on junk left behind by fishermen who forgot to buy the best….I know I do…

William Joseph developed the most efficient way to carry gear through the havoc that serious fishermen purposely navigate..This is the ONLY way to balance what you need.  Keeping everything at your fingertips when you are dialed into the fish, And completely out of the way when attacking tough trails, making serious SPEY and SWITCH CASTS, or picking a fight with a grumpy moose who’s standing in your stream…..

Easily adjusting for lefties, and then back again for those of us that are NORMAL, and use our RIGHT hands….this is an ergonomically interchangeable weather resistant superior suspension gear carrying machine… that you wont even know you have on until you need everything plus the Bear Spray……

I managed my lunch, water, 3 fly boxes, nipper, leaders, hemostats, floatant, skink, shot, 5 guide spools of tippet, a spare spool for my Bauer reel, some indicators, my point-n-shoot camera, 3 power bars, a diet Pepsi, a sock hat, my reading glasses just encase I wanted to read, sun block (which was stupid) a pocket knife for knifing pockets, my net and a politically correct 5 shot 44 magnum with a sweet disposition. All stowed away neatly behind smooth tracking  Zippers and extra stitches ! There was no chance of me being hung up in the maze of intertwined thatch that grows along the fishiest runs…and no chance of me leaving anything for the later season yuppies to find in the trees….

After stomping through, over, around, and crawling under an obstacle course of thorny wet slippery stocky stubble, I finally found the run..However it wasn’t the run I was looking for..I think that run must be further on up the river. Here, however, there was the sweetest of all flows… perfect for the eager sweat soaked fly fisherman with an exceptional cast to swing soft hackles… and slay some fish.. ! !  (By slay I mean gently land and release)

After all is said and done the best fishing is saved for the best fisherman..and the best fisherman are the ones who set out to do what others, who don’t dare stray from the roadside pullouts, will never do…

We are the fly fishers that have the best photos, the wildest stories, the audience at the tables, the followers of the spiritual choice that is Fly Fishing..We are the ones you should listen to..the ones who choose to not just get off the beaten path..but the ones who get off trudging far from your beaten paths, adventurers, modern day drifters, VAGABOND BASTARDS one and ALL ! !….And the way we make that work, is in part, by the gear we depend upon.

Listen and Learn….We don’t care about your fancy car, the money you have in the bank or your pretty haircut, We don’t care about your girl who can’t cast, Your imported sweaters or your driving gloves… We will judge you by your connection to the RIVERS, your casting and mending ability and the GREAT GEAR you actually USE and TRUST…Do it right…………….William Joseph .  The CREEL DEAL is the REAL DEAL…!

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