Fly Fishing New Waters…

by Rebecca on July 28, 2010

in Fly Fishing

Choices On a River I can't Remember the Name

See that visual on the left there? The one of me holding my fly box open, hand running across possible fly choices? The look of intense concentration? As I went through the pictures taken on my trip to Oregon, there seems to be a lot of those same types of pictures. The, “well hell….now what” pose…

Let me back up: I went to Oregon to visit family (first priority) with the underlying possibility of experiencing some new fly fishing waters. My wonderful hosts, Dale and Barbara, provided safe shelter, a real bed (without the threat of mouse invasion) great food, skilled tour guide skills and a bonus—Dale took out his old fly rod, dusted it off and expressed he’d like to try his hand at fly fishing again with me.  Talk about a rare and unusual twist to my fly fishing. I had a fly fishing co-angler! That doesn’t happen very often in my little world.

Since Dale hadn’t been fly fishing in years, or eons, or something like that, he was unfamiliar with the fly fishing ins & outs of his area so we were both going on gut instinct rather than true & tried area river wisdom. That sort of unknown factor put us at the mercy of Fly Shops, rumors and general fly fishing hearsay.

I couldn’t help but notice that Dale held a general mistrust and overall theory about Fly Shop visits. As we would approach each new fly shop with our heads held high, Dale would remark, “Get prepared to be lied to and sold all the flies they haven’t been able to get rid of this year.” ….So either Dale was 1) kicked in the groin as a young boy by a Fly Shop owner or 2) he’s truly onto something with his theory.

That’s the problem with fly fishing in unfamiliar waters. Guess work.  So we asked the typical questions at the different Fly Shops and pulled out wads of cash to purchase flocks of flies we probably didn’t need. (That of course is part of the bargain you mentally, and financially, assume as you walk into a fly shop– the price of admission baby!) And then we waded off into the rivers with brand spankin’ new flies and hopeful attitudes.

Dale and I ~ The Wayward Fisherman on the Metolius River

We both caught fish over the week I was there. Of course, some of the fish had to be lined up head to tail to add up to one respectable fish, but we didn’t mind. Good times were had!

Here’s what I loved about fishing in Central Oregon. Everywhere you look there is a new lake or river to visit. I mean, bodies of water…just…everywhere…It’s like Central Oregon is the ultimate liquor store for anyone with an incurable fishing thirst.

The frustrating part, and I don’t blame Oregon, is not knowing all the nooks and crannies, hatches, quirks or secrets of new waters. Unfamiliar means forgoing that level of comfort felt when I approach a river I’ve previously hung out with.

Maybe it’s just me, but it sure seems like visiting a new place to fish is a bit like going on a first date. Either there are sparks, or there isn’t. There’s a bit of fumbling around, unsure conversations and awkward pauses. Sometimes there’s just teasing, and sometimes everyone scores. My trip was a memorable sweet first date that I would gladly agree to a second round~ Oregon, I’ll be back ~


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RobNo Gravatar July 28, 2010 at 3:50 pm

Hmmm…Nice! I get to leave a comment without Websense telling me that your page is verboten because of “Adult Materials”….

You might want to check out Bing Maps to pre-scout spots before you go. I do that when I’m headed out to a new spot and even though it’s not going to show every nook and cranny, the “birds eye” view is sweet and can get me as close as 25 feet in most spots.


RebeccaNo Gravatar July 28, 2010 at 5:08 pm

I’m glad it worked again Rob ~ In my quest to ward off spammers I keep messing with the comment permissions. I don’t want to block true people, but I also don’t want to deal with spammers. It’s good your computer didn’t view me as an “adult material” site again!
I’d like to settle in with a nice PG-13 rating ~
I should have researched things a bit more before I went, but, well, I didn’t…I guess I learn the hard way =)


ShoremanNo Gravatar July 28, 2010 at 6:28 pm

Been to Oregon many times. Fished it once. As Arnold (the yahoo that’s the Governator of California) said, “I’ll be back”.



KirkNo Gravatar July 29, 2010 at 2:13 am

Bend is on my list of places I’m going to live someday. Oh, wait- I already said that in my comment on your previous entry. Indeed, central Oregon is like an full host bar for fishaholics. I think a beat up old van and a summer with no obligations/bills is just the ticket needed for covering all the water down there…


Matt SmytheNo Gravatar July 29, 2010 at 6:48 am

Such a great place. Looking forward to getting back.
BTW- Bonefish on the Brain (Bjorn Stromsness, aka @bjornorama) camps with his fam (and fishes) the Metolius every year…I picked his brain ruthlessly before I went :)


ClifNo Gravatar July 30, 2010 at 6:11 pm

That man has a sweet beard.


Ben G.No Gravatar July 31, 2010 at 11:05 am

Gald to hear you had a good time. So did you find any great spots? Did the fly shop owners help you or did you find them on your own?


BarbaraNo Gravatar August 3, 2010 at 1:30 pm

I thoroughly enjoyed the last several entries!


jacquiNo Gravatar August 6, 2010 at 11:54 am

Hi Rebecca! This is my first time visiting your blog, and I’m really enjoying reading about your Oregon trip and seeing your photos!


MNAnglerNo Gravatar August 9, 2010 at 3:26 pm

Sounds like you had a great time. Many times, angling is not about the fish.

If you like Central Oregon with its “new lake or river to visit everywhere you look,” you really need to come to Minnesota. I like to say that you can’t spit without hitting a place to fish around here.

And I loved your analogy of new water being like a first date. Lately, my new waters have been a lot like dating as a hormonal teenager. A lot of attempts (casts), but no scores.


David SwartNo Gravatar August 10, 2010 at 8:53 am

Good story I myself live in Lakeview,Or & know what you mean about exploring new water allway’s finding new places to go is part of the fun of flyfishing.The storie about fly shop is well some wat true not all shops are there to sell you everything in stock but some will you just have to walk away when they start that & go your merry way respect them for what & who they are no more on less.


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