Legendary local guide Alvin Dedeaux of All Water Guides is finally blowing up as both a Howler Bros. ambassador and a key player in the new fly fishing feature from Yeti that will be showing next Monday at the Yeti flagship store here in Austin!
Swing by the newly opened YETI Flagship on South Congress Avenue for a night of cold drinks and fly films. We’ll be premiering our newest YETI Presents film, The Devil’s, and showing some of our classic fly favorites.
Our friends from Howler Brothers will be onsite with a popup experience and the fellas from All Water Guides will be there with info on their Austin-based guide services.
To sweeten the deal, buy a YETI Colster and YETI will buy you a beer from the Barrr. – The Yeti Facebook Page
Keep an eye out for a dude in a fedora (me) that will have a grip of die Fische and Gruene Outfitter stickers to hand out!
Hanging out at the new job at Gruene Outfitters and watching the beautiful rides parade through!
FYI: Want to see more vehicles that might cause you to consider throwing your fly rods in and driving off into the horizon? Maybe you have a photo you want to share? Then visit us on Instagram at www.instagram.com/diefische to see more photos, or add the tag #fishridedaydream to one of your photos to share it.
The winter never seemed to happen, the summer slowly dragging out unto itself. Here we were, knee deep into February and already the stocked trout seemed lethargic after endless 80˚ plus days. The heat not only slowed the fish down, it also meant that waders and boots could be left behind if you wished, this was not the winter trout fishing i’d become accustomed to. Add to that strangeness the fact that the flows off of Canyon Lake were suddenly being cranked up to four times their “new norm” of 300cfs (meaning they were above 1,200cfs) and the bass waters were starting to seem like good alternatives, despite being early in the season for these warm water fish.
The San Marcos
My first recent bass adventure was when i was headed down I-35 and suddenly realized that my wading boots (much needed footwear for the Guadalupe River) were still sitting in my back yard drying out. Equipped with nothing more than a rapidly deteriorating pair of Reef sandals, i decided to seize the last few hours of daylight by pulling off into the San Marcos area to wet wade with my 7’6″ 3WT, expecting to enchant a few sunfish to my fly, and nothing more.
With flows slightly higher than normal and many folks wading, paddling, and rope swinging into the pool i was desperately trying to work, my hope to catch a sunfish seemed like a best case scenario. After a few decent sunfish, i cast tight against the bank, stripped once or twice and felt my hook set into what i was sure was a downed log. After a few roll casts and tugs on my part to set the hook free, my line suddenly darted back and forth across the pool, with whitewater being kicked up left and right. Eventually the culprit, a healthy sized largemouth, came to hand seconds before i felt sure the tiny three weight would crack under pressure.
San Marcos largemouth.
A day later i took a cue from the budding Red Buds and headed out west to the Llano river in hopes of encountering the beginning of the annual white bass run. After slowly sifting my way across the seemingly endless sand i ended up near the junction of the Llano and Lake L.B.J (The Slab area). Although I’d been coming to this spot like clockwork for the last few years, the flows were higher than i was used to, making the deep pockets much less obvious and all but eliminating the sight casting i’d become used to in years previous.
After hours of wading, casting and cursing, i ended up on a familiar sandbar casting into a four foot deep bend working the Hill Country Clouser (from Sportsmans Finest) across the current with precious nothing to show for it. Confused i tried shuffling 15 feet above the pool and casting directly into the opposite bank, allowing the fly to sink enough that it allowed the fly to flow into the pool already scraping the bottom of the river, and just like that…BAM! Fish on!
I was so shocked at how well the minor adjustment worked that i spent the next three hours trying multiple variations on the theme, but unfortunately it seemed to be a one time deal, at least this time.
A few days later i met up with my good friend Nathan in south Austin, anxious to introduce him to some very fishy waters on Barton Creek that are easily accessible but seldom fished. Both of us recently purchased some tenkara rods from Tenkara Rod Co. and eagerly tucked them into our small daypacks before heading down into the heart of Barton Creek.
Making our way past the crowds casting tentative toes into the still cool waters, and the numerous dogs out walking their owners, we made our way to the special spot that i wanted to show Nathan. I was nervous, knowing it was still early for these waters, but still i hoped that we could somehow coax a fish or two out of the shadows just so my friend could see what these waters were capable of.
After a few casts into the shadows of a steep bank were met with little to no fanfare, a 2.5 pound bass (see title photo) visibly lunged out of the shadows, engulfed the wooly bugger and put such a bend in the Tenkara rod that i was convinced the rod tip was going to snap, although a passerby would be hard pressed to notice my concern since i was laughing maniacally. Needless to say, Nate now understands why i was hyping this spot up as much as i was, and i’m thankful to have a spot not only live up to, but exceed, the hype i built up around it.
Now is the time! The waters are coming alive and the fishing for bass will only get better over the next month, so do what you must, but get out there now and enjoy some of the best bass fishing of the year (on the flowing waters) before the heat sets in. They’re out there, and you should be too!
Those nut jobs from Southern Culture on the Fly have once again succeeded in putting out another stellar e-zine that you simply must check out! Embrace the chaos!
It wasn’t even midnight on my last day of work at Whole Earth Provision Co., the ink still wet on the day when the text from Winston came late in the evening,
“Want to fish tomorrow on the LCR?”
Winston is one of the most unique people i know, harnessing both a fiery intensity and endless curiosity to everything, seemingly all the time. Being a somewhat more laid back introvert its stimulating just to be in his presence where you can practically hear the hum radiating around him.
When he’s not saving lives as a paramedic north of Austin, he swaps the ambulance for a jet boat and buzzes clients up and down the Lower Colorado via All Water Guides here in Austin. Working along side some of the most knowledgeable guides on the water he’s got this water dialed.
Suffice to say, if you get a text from a friend like this on the first day of your month long vacation, asking if you want to sled up and down the Colorado, you’ll want to say “Yes.”
photo by Winston Cundiff
The only other time i’ve experienced a jet boat was once on the Deschutes while fishing for steelhead with my family, where we flew up some up amazing class three rapids, still one of the most thrilling things i’ve ever done. Here on the Colorado though i constantly found myself shaking my head (and bracing my feet) as we jetted up stretches of shallow waters that were barely two inches deep while traveling at warp speed. Adrenaline hit for sure.
Early in the day we ended up at a weir and cut the engine in order to start floating casually downstream while waiting for the other All Water Guides to show up with their Yeti ambassadors aboard. It didn’t take long to land a handsome white bass and just a few moments later a nice largemouth which immediately set our expectations much to high, as we’d find out later.
Hours of this perspective felt unreal.
To cut to the chase, the rest of the day was fruitless, with hundreds (?) of casts going unnoticed, or at the very least being ignored. Eventually we switched roles and i found myself on the sticks (oars for those not in the know) and constantly being coached on how to position the boat, work the current, and set the boat up moves ahead as though playing a chess game. In all honesty, being given the chance to row a boat that many in the scene refer to “The Most Bitching Boat in Austin” was an honor of far greater reward than any fat ass bass could provide.
Eventually the Yeti crew arrived with David Mangum and his crew in tow, but unfortunately, as mentioned, things had long since shut down. I wish the day had been more amazing, with 5 pound bass constantly being netted for our visiting ambasadors, but that wasn’t the case. Hopefully they each found something amazing about the experience to take home with them despite the difficult day. For me i just enjoyed catching up with a good friend, learning a new skill, and taking in the glory of the day.
Just one day into my time off and here i was lying across the bow of the boat, watching the ospreys circling high in the sky, soaking in the sun and humming a tune we all know…
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream…
David Mangum casting like a pro at my camera!
For every single day of the 13 plus years i worked at Whole Earth Provision Co. there was a (usually) nondescript brown paper bag with all the random register paperwork for the day stuffed neatly inside it for the accounting team. Over the years, and the 3,000 plus bags i’ve personally seen there have been some truly amazing works of art courtesy of the many incredibly talented people i’ve had the good fortune to work with.
Yesterday, my final day of work there, this was the bag waiting for me to hand to deliver the accounting team where it would live out its life in a cardboard box, nestled away forgotten high on a particle board shelf. Fortunately, after a bait and switch involving a run of the mill sack with little to no aspirations and a little slight of hand i was able to liberate this art / note, and now it hangs proudly on the we all in my den. Thank you Niall, and thank you friends for 13 wonderful years!
If you live anywhere near central Texas and are even remotely into fly fishing, then the local Guadalupe Trout Unlimited event entitled Troutfest is a must attend event for you. After taking a break last year the event is back and bigger than ever, not taking place at (my personal favorite) the Lazy L and L campgrounds. Both the expo on Saturday and Sunday are free to the public with the Fly Fishing Film Tour playing Saturday night at 7PM. In addition to many vendors and shops sharing their wares, the following speakers will be providing presentations.
The Troutfest 2017 Committee is thrilled to announce our impressive array of fly fishing experts from all over the country already committed to Troutfest 2017. They are:
Kirk Deeter – Editor of Trout Magazine and Vice President of Trout Media for Trout Unlimited
Celebrity Guests / Presenters:
George Daniel – http://www.livinonthefly.com/home.html
Wanda Taylor – TFO – http://www.wandataylorflyfishing.com/
Jen Ripple – Editor-in-Chief of Dun Magazine and the Executive Editor of a Tight Loop Magazine – http://dunthemagazine.com/
Steve Galleta – Co-Owner of the Bighorn Angler, Ft. Smith Montana – http://bighornangler.com/
Duane Redford – Lead Guide at Minturn Anglers, CO and Author – https://flyfishersplaybook.wordpress.com/about/
To keep updated please visit our facebook page HERE!
For information on the Fly Fishing Film Tour happening that Saturday night, please go here!
If you want to chat, grab a sticker or sweet trucker lid, just swing by the Gruene Outfitters booth where i’ll be more than happy to fill you in on my new role at Gruene Outfitters as well as introducing you to the wonderful folks (Chris 1 and 2) that run guided trips for trout on the Guadalupe!