BFF Muskies

Most of us in the club are new Muskie fishing on the fly so we are really proud that a couple of us got into some on our first outing. And those of us that are more experienced in Muskies on the fly got shut out. I guess thats Muskie fishing.

We fished Newton Reservoir in Northern Utah. Some of the group camped over on Friday and Saturday. Other made a day of it.

Jerry was the first to land one of these beast. Jim and Jerry promptly made a gloat call to me to inform me that the muskies were on the bite. Great job Jerry!

On Saturday, before the rest of us drove up from Salt Lake. Jim had already boated 2 beast and on Sunday he got one more. Congrats Jim. You get the title of muskie slayer this year!

The moral of the story is. Camp over, fish early, fish late and fish in between. Our anglers that did that had success. The others failed.

But as always we had a great time. Getting a follow from one of these guys gets your heart rate going.

Fall Club Fishout

This year our Fall fishout took us to the Island Park area for four and a half days.

Day one: Arrived at the cabin in Island Park around 2pm. Unpacked the cars, got the waders on and headed to the Firehole in Yellowstone Park. We fished it for a couple of hours, until it was almost dark. We caught several small browns, just enough to get us warmed up. Time to go back to the cabin for some dinner and to tie some flies.

Day two: Henrys Lake. We put in the lake around 11:00 am (took some time to get our licenses) and fished just right around the boat launch at the state park. Before the rest of us could even lace our boots, Jeff had his first Yellowstone Cutthroat on the line. A few of us brought pontoon boats and fished around the inlet, the rest fished it from shore. The fish had just moved in the shallows the day or two before we got there and the fishing was dynamite. After fishing out in the boats all day, we moved in and finished the day out fishing from shore. We chased 20 inch Cuts around the shallows. It felt a little like bone fishing except colder. Right as we were about to call it a day all of us except Jeff were standing on the bank talking about heading back to the cabin when a huge bull moose walked by us and headed towards Jeff. Jeff was busy reeling in a fish and didn’t notice the moose walk behind him. Jeff looks up at the bank and notices all of us watching him and gives us a thumbs up. Then Troy yells out “There is a moose right behind you”. Jeff laughs “Yeah right”. We all yell back “Look behind you”. Jeff turns and sees the beast about 80 feet behind him and jumps. The moose trots off into the marsh and we all had a good laugh.

Day three: Madison River. It was supposed to be rough weather today but it looks like we need some sunscreen. The only report we got for the Madison was that the lake run fish should be starting any time but havent really come in yet. We decided to start at Barnes Pools. We got some white fish and a few small resident fish right off the bat. But only one lake run fish. So we moved further downstream and there we hooked several lake run trout and landed a few. It wasn’t the usual distinct waves of fish yet. Seemed like just some early birds one or two at a time coming through the runs.

Day four: Henrys Lake. Our last day to use our 3-day licenses so after a hearty breakfast, we decided to hit the lake again. It was another beautiful day for weather again, plus it was a Saturday so the place was packed. We probably could have planed that a little better. There were anglers standing all around the boat ramp shoulder to shoulder. And there were float tubes and pontoon boats dotted all around the area. We all sort of migrated to the same spots that we were at last time and we all started hooking fish. The fishing wasn’t as fast as the last time, but there was enough action to keep it fun. Jeff kept the one of his fish for dinner that night. And for the first time ever (hopefully the last) I saw someone eat trout roe. We decided over dinner that night (a delicious cutthroat) that we would try the Madison again the next day. We tied flies and watched a football game.

Day five: Madison/Gallatin Rivers. The storm that was promised finally started to move in. We hiked back down to the same hole in the Barnes pools area and fished through the rain. Whitefish and resident trout were keeping the action going, but no one was hooking any lake run trout. After 3 or 4 hours a couple of us were talking about moving on right when Mike hooks up a fish. Wylie says “If its a lake run we’re staying.” Sure enough, it was a beautiful brown. We all checked our gear and hopped back in the river but, that was going to be the only lake run of the day. We decided to rest the Madison and try something else. None of us has fished the Gallatin, and it was close by so what the heck. Mike pulled a few whities out it, the rest of us blanked, and Jeff got harassed by the fish and game for a minute. But what a beautiful river. We found out later that we didn’t drive far enough and the fishing was another 20 minutes or so from where we were. Now we know.

Day six: Cleaned the cabin, packed all of our gear, hooked up the trailers again and decided to just roll home rather than haul trailers in the park, unpack and repack our gear to fish a couple more hours.

All of us had a lot of fun and got to know each other a little better and I think all of us left better anglers.

Hope to see more of you on our next fishout.

Be sure to checkout our fishout calendar and come to the meetings to get the details.



Mike giving some pointers to Jeff on the MadisonJeff cleaning his fishTroy checking if the fish is doneA little head, some tail, and all bone.

TU Single Fly Event – 2011

Two members of the Bonneville Fly Fishers (Bobby Lang and Wylie Thomas) were volunteer guides for the TU event. The event is to raise funds and awareness for the battle against Aquatic Invasive Species (AIS) and other threats to the Green River such as the Million Pipeline.

This year there were 14 4-man teams. Each team was assigned 2 guides by a random drawing. It just so happened that Team Hyde drew both Bobby Lang and Wylie Thomas as their guides. Each team has 2 anglers on the A section and 2 anglers on the B section. Team Hyde made it a great father and sons outing by having Bobby take LaMoyne (founder of Hyde) and Matt Hyde down the A section and Wylie take Jim (CEO of Hyde) and Josh Kunz down the B section.

For all of the teams except one, the B section was a tough day and hard to get numbers going, while the A section brought in the bulk of the points for most of the teams. Team Hyde finished in the middle with 117 points. The winning team was the Stonefly Society with a whopping 201 points. And Lance Egan won the most fish award with 43 fish landed.

After the event Bobby and Wylie deservedly, took some time to do some fishing of their own. Bobby landed a 21-22 inch slab.

Can anyone guess where this is at?

Summer Club Fishout on the Green

We left early friday morning eastbound on I-80. A short stop in Summit to pick up Rob, then a short stop in Evanston for breakfast. Mike and I listened to Jim Gaffigan talk about bacon and how a lot of Kevin Bacons success is directly tied to his name. Then he talks about how his family never took him camping because they loved him. He is what he calls “indoorsy”. If you havent heard it you need to look him up on the YouTube or the iTunes.

We made one last short stop in Mountain View WY. for the traditional stop at Rob’s Chicken Shack. Or most people know it as the local grocery store. But we always stop there for a bag of fried chicken to keep us alive for 2 or 3 days on the river.

We got to the Firefighters Memorial campground around noon and set up camp. Then we finally got to Little Hole by 1… Time to fish.

I have never seen the river at 4500 cfs before. And apparently the day before we got there it was at 8500 cfs. It was the first day in months that the path hasnt been in chest deep water. My first thought was “We’re the first wadders in months… this is awesome!”

First we headed down stream. Fishing what pockets were available. Yellow Sallies were everywhere! Up my nose, down my shirt, in my ear… everywhere. The fish that were feed were easy to spot but not as easy to catch. We got several on that lower stretch. Some on Sallies, But the Goldilox Bugger (my go to green fly) was doing well.

We made our way upstream to Coney Island and set up there. Jim got into a nice seam on the river that was packed with fish. The rest of that area upstream was moving just a little to fast to fish effectively.

On the way back to the trucks we met up with Rich and Mary. Then we headed to the lodge for some world famous Gorge Burgers.

That night Mary poped popcorn on the fire and we made plans for the next day.

After a hearty breakfast at the lodge we made it back to Little Hole. Jim and Rich headed up stream. Mike, Rob and I headed across the 4500 cfs river… in his pontoon boat. We took it in turns shuttling back and forth. It was well worth the effort. We had the whole river to ourselves and the fishing was good. A nice surprise was that there was a new channel or braid of the river that I have never seen before. And yes, it fished! It was alot of fun to fish a part of the Green I have never fished… and may never fish again.

Just after lunch our day almost took an interesting turn. Alot of the rafters started coming into Little Hole. One raft with a Mom and 2 small girls in it missed the first ramp and the mom fell out on the way around the jetty to the second ramp, leaving the 2 little girls in the raft alone. It seemed the entire area mobilized to catch that raft. Luckily a guide in a drift boat was able to catch up to the raft and nudge it to shore just above the 3rd ramp.

The rest of the day fished well. Off and on. Some on dries and some deep.

It was a great trip. Out best club fishout so far. Can’t wait to see what we do next!