I hope this spot, overgrown and forgotten, continues to stay a secret.
Photos by Tyler Coleman
by Tyler Coleman
We ended Day Two with about a four-hour drive to the next destination. After setting up camp in the dark again, we finally got to relax and reflect on the day’s adventure. The next species on our list was the rainbow trout. I feel these fish don’t get much credit because they are so widespread and mostly hatchery fish that have been stocked. I have felt the same way about them in the past but decided to reach out to a friend for advice about a stream that is off the beaten path and not often talked about. I had read about this stream before but didn’t get the chance to scout it out before our trip. A new spot, with a time crunch and all of the other pressure of the trip, made me a little nervous, but we are pretty determined people, so we went for it. We slept in longer than expected, but after the long hike and elevation gains of the day before it only made sense to be tired. Anastasia made breakfast, while I got the car packed up, and then we drove a short distance to park and hike in to the creek.
Even after a long night’s rest, Sebastian was quick to take a nap on the trail.
A local I had talked to in the past told me stories about the rainbow trout in this creek when he was a kid, which was over 50 years ago. The area has no record of stockings that I can find since about that time era. As we hiked along the trail, we started seeing small pools, which looked promising for a place that would hold trout. The plan was to head farther upstream before fishing, so we kept our distance and were on our way. This creek had immediately caught my interest because it seemed like we were going through completely different-looking environments every 10 minutes or so. At one point, each pool we passed had a completely different color substrate and plant life than the last pool, which then had me concerned how that would affect our fishing.
With all the variables involved in fly fishing, I was a bit curious if the quick changes in the habitat could play a role in the trout’s behavior. We decided it was time to try our luck and got our gear set up. Instead of our typical flies, I thought it would be good idea for us to each try something completely different than the other one. Anastasia was using a Tenkara rod and a traditional Tenkara-style fly. I decided to go with a small leech pattern that I had tied before we left. It soon was clear that presentation was more important than the type of fly. With the basic knowledge we had about where trout hold in small pools, we were pulling a fish out of almost every spot where we presented our flies.
I was using my usual fly-rod set up most of the day and was happy to have a little more room than usual to actually cast. It seems that more often than not, the creeks we fish are so small or overgrown that you spend the day feeling like you are archery hunting for wild trout. If you have not yet perfected the bow-and-arrow cast, fishing small streams will make you a pro.
As I mentioned before, each pool had a unique look to it, and soon we found out that the fish in each area did, too. Only rainbow trout had been stocked in this creek, so these fish have pure blood, but they have adapted to the environment over the years. If the streambed was dark, the trout seemed to have colors that matched; if the streambed was tan gravel, the trout blended in perfectly. The concept that “Nature finds a way” was clear here. These trout have found a way to survive by blending to their environment and avoiding predators.
In one of the pools, using the Tenkara rod this time, I took a different approach about where I placed my first cast. The shape of the pool was not normally what most people would even stop to fish, but off of the tail end there was a strange sort of cul de sac-looking pocket. In the middle was what looked like a little crack between some gray rocks, and I hoped that my instinct would be right about a fish inside. My fly landed right in the center of the pocket, which was perfect for how small it was. The tiny splash sent a quick shock to the otherwise calm water, and a nice size fish came charging out to eat. I set right as its mouth closed and watched my rod bend until he was finally in the net.
We drove to a spot that looked like it would be nice to camp at, even though there was no close water. When we approached the end of a trail, we knew this was where we wanted to call home for the night. The view was so impressive that we almost forgot to unpack the car and prepare our site. As the sun finally set, it was time to relax with a hot meal cooked over the fire and some cold drinks while planning our the fourth day of our Wild Trout Challenge. Although today was a success, the next species of trout has always been tough for me, and a few times I have left the streams they call home with no fish ever touching my net.
Follow our adventures in search of wild trout each week for Wild Trout Wednesday and stay tuned next week to read about our fourth day on our Arizona Wild Trout Challenge trip.
Click here for “The Arizona Wild Trout Challenge, Day One” and Day Two.
Tyler Coleman, a TU member, lives in Arizona. Check him out on Instagram: @thecolemancollection.
