Camp Trip; Wood and Buggy Run!

OK! Time to put my foot down, October 2&3 weekend. Who can make it down to River Oaks for a little camp work and maybe a buggy run to let Barrie try out his new Honda?

HOLY SHIT! We need a trip to the camp!

When can anybody make it down to the camp for a weekend, it's been too long? We can do some relaxing, buggy running, or rum drinking; I don't care we just need a trip down.

Let me know

Mark

Blackstone River August 2nd and 3rd

Untrained. Day 1.


Trained! Day 2.



Nice trout as the water begins to clear up from heavy rain upstream. Day one.


Bruce Bowen (from Michigan) and I headed into the Blackstone Monday morning. The Blackstone was blown out. We couldn't get upstream due to the 2" of mud that formed on the Chungo Creek bypass back to the river. For those of you who spent 3 hours climbing the Chungo Creek road at 1 km/hour in Ford Escapes with stock tires to meet a grizzly and her cub should remember the kind of mud I'm talking about! Bruce and I tried for some bulls instead in Brown Creek which was low of water and crystal clear. I changed the name to Clearlow Creek. What a fucked up day! No bullies but some practise for Bruce. He said he hadn't fly fished in 15 years. I suspect he never did......a

We hit the cabin and unloaded by 4 pm, had a steak dinner, drank 2 bottles of fine red wine, and dropped over the bank to fish the river that by then was getting fairly clear (as can be seen in my picture above). We walked upstream 2 clicks and back out on a quad path to the cabin. Fish were caught. Bruce got his first ever cutty. I could barely see it! Beer, poker, and bed.

Next day was sunny. The road dried up. We worked our way back to the meadow section in another 1/4 tonne Ford (I need to get a real truck one day) and headed down stream. Fuck that's a 2 km walk to the first pool. On the way back we found a quad trail that follows this 2 km section above the river to the meadow section. High recommended! Clouds covered the sun, temperature dropped, so we went to hopper dropper. Hit some fish on the way down (a few big ones). The way back was awesome. Temperature raised 5 degrees (around 2 pm) and we went foam hoppers (yes hoppers as in 2 each) and started smacking fish on the surface. Bruce finally smoked his first real fish between 18-20" by 3 pm. The sun eventually popped back into play, we had a small hatch of blue may flies, and smoked off 10-15 trout in one pool feeding along the back. All 18" plus!

It was a great couple of days.