This Monday and Tuesday I had a two-day guide trip with a father
and son from Kansas City. Dad had fished here in the past but had not fished
here lately. His son, Will, had fished Dry Run Creek but had never been on the
White and Norfork. The plan was to fish from a boat on the White River and wade
the Norfork the next. I have been guiding both rivers quite a bit lately and
they have been fishing well.
On the first
day, we fished the White River at Rim Shoals. The
weather was warm but very windy. I found a spot that offered a bit of
protection from the wind but not enough. I had rigged their rods with red fox
squirrel and copper nymphs a ruby midge dropper, a bit of lead and a strike
indicator. The red fox squirrel nymph accounted for about a third of the fish
and the ruby midge accounted for two thirds. We were catching fish pretty much
at will. We landed around fifty trout the largest being about sixteen inches
long. It was all numbers but not much size.
The
next day we fished the Norfork. We started at the dam because we were waiting
for the water to drop out downstream. It was unseasonably warm and there was a
gentle rain falling with no appreciable wind. I personally love fishing in the
rain because nothing thins the herd like a little rain. We had the river to
ourselves for the entire day. We began with the flies that we had used the
previous day.
The going was slow below the dam. We finally caught a few trout.
I quickly pumped their stomachs to see what they had been eating. I thought if
I knew what they were keying in on that I could change flies and catch more and
better trout. I was very concerned when I found that they were gorging on
daphnia. These are really small aquatic insects that periodically come through
the dam. Their common name is water flea. They are impossible to duplicate with
a fly and when the trout key in on them the fishing can be very challenging.
The water dropped out and it was time to move downstream to the
Ackerman Access, to try our luck in the catch and release section. We kept the
same flies and waded far upstream from the access. Our first hookup was a
twenty-one-inch rainbow. I thought things might be looking up. We began picking
up trout on a regular basis. I pumped the stomachs of a couple of trout and
noted no daphnia. Maybe it has not worked its way this far down stream.
We continued fishing and Will caught an even larger trout. This
one was a twenty-three-inch rainbow. It was the biggest rainbow that he had
ever landed and a trophy in anybody’s book. We caught several more nice trout
but nothing that would beat that. We finished the day with about half as many
fish as the day before. They definitely preferred the fishing on the Norfork
due to the quality of the fishing.
They had two great days of fishing on our local trout streams
and they left with smiles on their faces.