California, Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas or: Burning Freezing Fishing

Emalie and I left on Thursday afternoon for L.A., after arriving we dined with my sister and her husband and then hit the road for an amazing 1800 mile drive back to Dallas.

Viva Lost Wages!

Damn Hoover Dam

We had plenty of kicks...

Pretty Damn Grand

Everything but the Fruity Pebbles

Emalie made quite the Impact on Arizona

These were everywhere, and awesome

So basically the Paleo-Indians were a bunch of vandals...

Preparing for war!

The Pecos River, near Windy Bridge

What can brown do for you?

Emalie was disappointed that they didn't actually poop gold.

Look at that face....

Why not cliff dive into 81 feet of freezing death?


All in all it was a great trip.

We arrived home about 2pm on yesturday and seeing as we had some day light:






Thanks for the new flies Ric!

Giant Red Ears

Last night Emalie and I went fishing with a friend on the private neighborhood lakes of Stonebridge, yet again.

A couple bait casters were there before us, chuckin' their banana sized lures in every direction. Disappointed and fearing all the bass were either caught or scared to deeper water, I started pounding the shore nearby.

Let me just say: I was glad I had my 6 wt.



It is amazing the fight that a large bull red ear offers on the fly. This is the Marion Barber of bream.




And a couple of these for good measure



Good bream are hard to find. I am not talking hand sized, I am talking Frisbee hubcap bream. It takes a 3 or 4 years for a bluegill or redear to go from fry to 12 inch monster. They face predation from all angles, but non more efficient than the angler. I don't like to preach. I practice catch and release and think others should as well. But there is nothing wrong with keeping a few fish now and then.

with that said:
If you fish smaller lakes and ponds like I do, and you take home 20-30 "eatin" bluegills every time you wet a line, that shows a healthy measure of disrespect to the resource both for those others who fish recreationally and for yourself and your ability to repeat phenomenal catches of good sized sunfishes.

So, in short, bragging that you took home 40 bluegills for the frying pan every other day makes you look like a douche bag. So stop.

cheers!

Clever Title

Friday evening I went to Mckinney for a couple hours of R&R...




Managed to catch a few decent bass on a pepperoni-yuk bug and some white deceivers.

On Sunday, after jotting to Dallas for ceramic cats and lambs, Emalie and I went back:

I managed four bass in a couple hours and they all put up great acrobatic fights...




Heading to CA, AZ & NM on Thursday....

Bullheads at Andy Brown

The last couple days we have been after Carp, following some advice given by our friend Pondbass.

All weve managed thus far are few yellow Bullheads? and one gigantic bullfrog...

This weekend: Mckinney & Coppell

Em and I hit up Stonebridge Lakes, made out like bandits...




We hooked these beauties at the same time

Emalie's new personal best!

Saturday we went to Coppell

Where emalie caught the worlds smallest bass






Right now we are planning our road trip from Los Angeles to Dallas. We have to drive Emalie's "new to her" Jetta home. I think we might do some fishing, weather permitting....

Also, heading down to the Frio over the 4th of July.

Ba-Ba-Ba-boosh

Holy Shat its hot...

The closest thing I did to fishing this weekend was baking a lemon-pepper Tilapia last night. It is not fit for man nor beast out there.


I'll prob go fishing in the next day or so...till then....check out this giant sob:


From the Caldwell Zoo in Tyler Texas. Thing was like 10 inches tall, 12 long and about 4 thick.

Memorial Weekend: Fork, Faulkner, Coppell....

Did some fishin'