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Spring Time Bassin

Spring is just around the corner for all of us here in the South and I can hardly wait. Just thinking about getting out to do some bass fishing gets me super pumped up. I was cruising through some photos today and ran across a trip that a buddy and I took last Spring. We had been planning a Devil’s River trip for the past 6 months and when it unfortunately fell through, we decided to go test the waters of a beautiful river right in our backyard. The Brazos River happens to be that piece of water. Having heard so many good things about it from our customers we planned a three day float from the Hwy 16 bridge all the way down to Rochelle’s Canoe Rental.

via Spring Time Bassin – theflyphoto.com.

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Last weekend, my wife and I made it out to Supreme Bass Fishing in Aledo, TX. It was a little windy, but we had a blast catching monster blue gill and hefty bass by the docks. Big hybrid-stripers were chasing bait fish all around the upper lake and making the water boil every 10 or 15 minutes. Next time out, I am going bring a pocket full of gummy minnows and try to hook up with a hybrid.

Caught on a  Hairy Fodder - Sz 2 - Fire Tiger

Amy caught this on a Hairy Fodder - Sz 2 - Fire Tiger

Another bass for Amy. I admit it - she outfished me.

Another bass for Amy. I admit it - she outfished me.

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Brent, Matt and I went out to the Brazos River below Possum Kingdom Dam on the 11th, and while we didn’t whack a ton of stripers as we had intended, we certainly had a good time walking through eye-high brush and watching carp fly by us in the shallower parts of the river. We couldn’t get shots off at them fast enough, unfortunately. Matt did bring both SLRs with him – one in an underwater housing, the other on the tripod. While we didn’t get to shoot any fish porn, we still had the opportunity to play a bit – see below for a few shots from the trip (ok, more than a few).

It was the first time there for any of us, and we definitely liked what we saw. Initially, my inner bug-geek went bonkers. We stepped down into a side channel, and within seconds a Baetis dun came floating by me. Not only that, but TONS of tiny Trico spinners were bouncing around above the surface, just like you’d see on the Missouri. Crazy for this time of year, but absolutely AWESOME for me to see. I’ll stop now before I get more carried away…..

The cooler weather that had rolled in over the last few days had likely knocked the fish down a bit, but Matt caught what initially looked like a Smallmouth, but was more likely a Spotted Bass, and I caught another guy not too dissimilar down stream. Definitely a new species for me, and that is always cool!

We moved downstream to where Rt. 16 crosses the Brazos as a wonderful stone arch bridge – georgeous architecture. We were able to peer down into the water below, and saw a 30+ pound carp swimming around, with 3 bass pushing 2-lb each in tow. Matt scooted down to the bank to take a shot, but he got a bit deep, and we lost our opportunity. Still, the spotting and watching was a blast….if Matt could only get his act together….. j/k

The highlight of the trip, without a doubt was our ‘streamside’ brunch while we listened to the Cowboys game on the old AM radio. A mantra I lived and died by while guiding was this, “You can’t control the fishing, but you sure can control what you’re eating!” It definitely paid off in spades as Matt (fresh off his cooking/guiding exploits in AK) and Brent put together a little burrito feast of scrambled eggs, breakfast sausage and brats. Solid win for the team, and I trip I will definitely repeat in the near future!

This was just one of the boxes we brought. We like flies. Photo by: Matt Jones

This was just one of the boxes we brought. We like flies. Photo by: Matt Jones

Brent and I walking in. No backpack, so the Fishpond Dakota had to suffice. Loaded for bear. Photo by: Matt Jones

Brent and I walking in. No backpack, so the Fishpond Dakota had to suffice. Loaded for bear. You can never have too many rods with you. Photo by: Matt Jones

Eye-high. Brent and I aren't kneeling. And we aren't that short. Photo by: Matt Jones

Eye-high. Brent and I aren't kneeling, and we aren't that short. We saw a slew of carp cruising by and one BIG bass that ignored us and Matt. Photo by: Matt Jones

Can you say "tip flex?" Photo by: Matt Jones

Can you say "tip flex?" Photo by: Matt Jones

Matt Jones fishing with Tricos threatening to carry him off. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Matt Jones fishing with Tricos threatening to carry him off. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Looking in the water. Also - I'm not THAT fat - I have 4 fly boxes stuffed in the pockets of my Cloudveil. I think Matt planned this angle. Skinny bas%&$d. Photo by: Matt Jones

Looking in the water. Also - I'm not THAT fat - I have 4 fly boxes stuffed in the pockets of my Cloudveil. I think Matt planned this angle. Skinny bas%&$d. Photo by: Matt Jones

Signs of life on the Brazos. Photo by: Matt Jones

Signs of life on the Brazos. Photo by: Matt Jones

Matt putting his experience to good use. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Matt putting his experience to good use. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

The amazing creation sprung from Brent's imagination. Photo by: Matt Jones

The amazing creation sprung from Brent's imagination. Photo by: Matt Jones

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Brick Shithouse. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Brick Shithouse. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Seriously. I found this on my drive back from Colorado last month, just outside of Childress, TX and couldn’t resist sharing it. In truth I thought my father just made up that saying, and I didn’t believe they acutally existed – I guess I better not give up on that Unicorn hunt this fall either…….I’m sure I’ll find one inside a high-fence ranch down here somewhere.

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Here’s  a little photo essay from this past Sunday when Joel Hays took yours truly and our new ‘shop guy’ Evan carp fishing up on Ray Roberts (in the 100+ degree heat!). I made a point to get some macro shots of fish scale – with some results I hope y’all will like! Evan landed his first carp on a fly, and together we landed well over 30 fish. It was a great day on a section of the lake that only fishes when the weather is juuuuuuust right. If Joel hadn’t blindfolded us, I might be able to get there again……..

Evan Russell with his first carp on the fly! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Evan Russell with his first carp on the fly! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

A view through the 'mangroves' on Ray Roberts. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Evan and Joel through the 'mangroves' on Ray Roberts. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Oh No! EVAN! Look out!!!! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Oh No! EVAN! Look out!!!! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Evan hooked up. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Evan hooked up. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Dark Scales. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Dark Scales. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Several of the fish had a handful of coppery-pink scales mixed in. Very cool. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

Several of the fish had a handful of coppery-pink scales mixed in. Very cool. Photo by: Bart Larmouth

A 'gimpy' fish I caught that had most likely tangled with an Osprey in his youth. His tail formed an 'S' when he swam. Strange but true! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

A 'gimpy' fish I caught that had most likely tangled with an Osprey in his youth. His tail formed an 'S' when he swam. Strange but true! Photo by: Bart Larmouth

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Surfing Padre? No thanks…

My friend in Buenos Aires, Rob McAndrew, sent us this photo of a large tiger shark caught by his cousin while surf casting on South Padre.   This brute is 11.5 feet long and weighs over 1000 pounds. 

According to Wikipedia: ”  The tiger shark, which generally hunts at night, has a reputation for eating anything it has access to, ignoring what nutritional value the prey may or may not hold.

We're gonna need a bigger boat....

We're gonna need a bigger boat....

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