My cousin Dave did all the editing of the clip. It is mostly old footie except near the end, that was filmed this last sumer. It isn't much, mostly just having fun.
Deer Creek Reservoir (1-16-10)
Fog covered Deer Creek Reservoir in the morning.
To be honest the fishing was slow; however, we found that using mill worms and powerbait attractant seemed to work the best. The depth was about 15-25 ft deep. I was fishing about 5-8 ft off the bottom. I didn't have to jig at all, I just waited to see a good strike before setting the hook.
Provo River (09-15-09)
Uintas (08-29-09)
We got to our campsite just a the sun set. As we were setting up our tent. We heard something moving around not even 15 feet from were we were. We took a picture and found that it was a deer, which eased our minds.
We camped at Wilder Lake. This was bringing one in.
Here is a shot from our campsite of Wilder Lake
Our friendly deer caught up with us the next mourning.
Below is a rudementry shelter my brother and I had to build a few years ago because we were caught in a snow storm, away from our camp, in the middle of July.
Uintas (08-29-09)
This was a small stream filled with brookies. The narrowness of it made it a challenge putting my fly right where it needed to be without startling any fish. It was productive, practically any fly worked. I loved it up there! Can't wait to go back.
Here is a brook trout caught out of Jordan Lake. This is the typical size to expect out of Jordan. This was the first time that I had packed my fly rod into the Uintas. It proved to be better than using my spinning rod. Poor Court didn't catch a thing with it, were I caught on the order of twenty that.
Here is a shot from a ridge above Jordan Lake.
This catch was the highlight of the trip and was pulled out of Le Cante Lake. It is a Arctic Grayling. I love catching species I've never caught before. They are pretty fish with large dorsal fins.
This is a shot of Blue Lake, the last placed we fished before we headed back to camp.
Lake Powell 08-15-06
This was a catfish caught after midnight at Lake Powell. The only reason I was fishing this late was because a storm arose and we couldn't make it back to the marina. We ended up sleeping in the boat in a protective cove. I decided to try out the spot. I threw some lunch meat on a hook and casted it out into the water, directly off the back of the boat. After catching this one I cast out again before I went to sleep. I woke to find that my rod was missing. Luckily as I waded out from shore I felt the line as my foot brushed up against it. Surprisingly there was another catfish on and was able to retrieve my pole.
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