Friday, August 21, 2009


Here's some pictures of a couple awesome days of hopper fishing with Matt and Mike. We had our first run in with a landowner using our Conatser rights granted to us at Congress' last session. The first day we ran into Steve, he was quite sure of kicking us out. He understood the law, but was upset to see someone using their rights. He was sure we couldn't pass a certain pool, and would assume trespassing if he saw us past that point. After we easily waded through the hole we saw Steve again and he was flustered and obviously upset. We kept fishing and he left. We caught lots of fish on hoppers and a couple slabs. On the way home Matt and I started fishing a little creek that was thought to have fish and sure enough caught some native cutts and brookies.

Couple days later we went up again to enjoy some more hopper action. We ran into Steve at the same spot as before. He was very courteous and seemed to be getting used to the fact that this was going to happen. We talked to him about politics and ranching. We invited him and eventually pleaded him to come throw a line with us to see why we loved fishing. He declined, but attitude was much different than the trip before. Matt and I were excited to have that over with and thought we were done with problems from the landowners. Not 1o minutes later I hear Matt yell, " thanks alot" and look up to see an old man and younger guy throwing boulders and logs into the water. After a couple minutes of the childish behavior I yelled, " we have every right to be here". He told us to get the hell out and leave. I yelled to Matt, "get your videocamera and film this guy" he hurried back to his 40' diesel.

Pretty crazy, but what do you do? Keep fishing! Catching started off slow, but when a little breeze picked up and the heat turned on we started getting into them. We walked further up than the trip before and caught some slabs. Although great fishing, it is very tiring walking up river, but I think its worth it.

Mike with his slab of the day

Whitefish before troutNice shot by Mike

Extended arms like so make fish look bigger. Matt's secret

Matt loves his whitefish. Maybe becauase he catches so many of them.

When the day was almost over and my legs were so tired and missed a couple footsteps and ended up in the drink to cool off.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Day 2 not in order

Day 1 in order

Went up north with Josh to meet Dan and do some fishing. We fished the same river most of the trip, but hit the Provo for a bit on Friday night.

This fish was caught amongst all the 6" Bonneville cutthroat you could want. I think Dan foul hooked it, but I don't remember.

First fish I've ever seen Dan let go. I guess he forgot his stringer.

Saw this cold one in the Provo waiting for someone to pluck it out it out of the frog water and slam it.

Here's the snake they through on my side of the car, it started climbing down the window. After the fishing Dan made us steaks at his place which were pretty scrumptious considering we ate the hind end of the cow. We went down to get some malts in Heber and ended up at Dan's place of employment, The Police Station. Dan knows that I think most cops are just plain idiots, but everyone thinks that, right? We ended up watchin police vidoes and shooting the breeze with the Sarge and some of the other cops. After a couple of hours hanging out watching videos and telling stories were just about to leave and Farva thought it would be funny to have his dog scare me a little bit. I don't like police dogs, but I guess cops aren't so bad after all.