Yuba Report

These long Summer days can really take a toll. Beyond the time I spend on the water, from sun up to sun down, I have a pretty good commute to the water. We are talking almost 20+ hours from when I leave my driveway and when I get back. It can be a real drag.

Last week, I had -what lately is a rare opportunity- to go fishing. The Lower Yuba was my choice. The reports were for high water flow and lousy fishing. A perfect combination! One of the purposes of going was to dial in my rod/line combination for an upcoming North Umpqua trip. Actually catching fish would of been nice, but not my ultimate goal for the day.

The water was unusually cold. Despite the hot 100+ degree air temp, it wasn't bad at all. My setup was a floating line/leader with unweighted flies. Exactly what I'll be using up in Oregon. I'm not used to casting a 15+ foot leader, so this was a good chance to get myself re-acquainted.

Started the morning above the bridge with a size 4 generic steelhead fly. Managed a few hookups that didn't last very long. The fish were in there, but most of the ones that were willing to play, were small. Under 15 inches. I continued stepping downstream to try and find a player. Hopefully someone bigger.

Access	Hwy 20
Air Temp	Low 61, High 100+
Water Temp/Visibility	~49 F / 8-10 feet
Weather	Sunny
Flow	3,500+ cfs
Time in/out	5:30am, 8:30pm
Leaders/Lines	Compact Scandi
	15ft poly floater	Morning
	15ft mono leader	Afternoon on
	8lb Mono tippet
Flies	Various sz 4-8 steelhead	some tugs
	Sz12 red soft hackle	8+

I noticed early on that the rocks were super-slippery today. Even with my studded boots and fancy rubber soles, it was treacherous. Funny enough, the North Umpqua is known to be a very slippery place too. Perhaps someone was trying to get me prepared in more ways than one!

The rocks in this particular run were bowling ball sized and super smooth. Covered in some sort of goop, it wasn't a good idea to step on top of them if you could help it. The water was waist deep when I stumbled and planted my foot on the top of one. Exactly what I didn't want to do. Down I went! I floated only a few feet before I regained my foot hold and stood up. But it was too late. Water had gone over my wader tops and I was now feeling the 50 something degree water filtering down to my legs. Brrrrr! This is the first time ever I've taken a dunk and had water go over my wader top. I guess I should consider myself lucky to have lasted this long.

It was still early morning. And even though the day would soon top 100 degrees, it was now very cold. I pressed on for another hour or so trying to catch a huge fish that was surfacing right in front of my eyes. But, eventually, I had to go back to the car to change. Too much shivering.

After drying up, I went back to the water. But this time below the bridge. No fish. Not even a bite. The water is a little high here and the fish-able spots were a little tough to get to. After an hour or so, I decided to go back above the bridge. I walked much further upstream before getting back to it. This is when the fun began.

At some point, I put on a single size 12 soft hackle. I'll try to post a picture sometime. It is bright red body. I'm not sure I have ever used this fly before. But, it just looked like a good one. Literally on the first cast, I had a small 12 inch fish on. Finally, the first fish of the day. I caught a few of his friends further down the river too. This fly was hot!

The window of time where I was catching fish started to close. I took this opportunity to go back downstream to where I got my dunking. I wanted that big fish that I saw earlier. He must of been in the upper 20's. And he was fat! As I approached that section, two other fly fisherman stepped in below me. Argh! No respect. Typically BS I see around here.

Instead of causing a scene, I chose to go back to the car for water and food. It was now late afternoon/early evening. After filling my stomach, I didn't really want to huck it back upriver, so instead I went down.

I still had that small red soft hackle on and nothing else. No two or three fly rigs today. Keeping it simple. The leader was a hand tied 15 footer. Perfect size for my 12'6" two hander and compact scandi line. It was casting amazingly well. Normally I use poly leaders, but I had an itch to do it the old fashioned way. I was pleasantly surprised at how well it was casting big and small flies alike. I may be tossing my poly's aside for floating work.

I'll skip the details, but the rest of the evening went great. I caught two 20 something inch fish almost on back to back casts. They both fought hard and provided several minutes of entertainment. The one even took a run and peeled off some line. Before it got dark, I ended up getting a dozen hard tugs and a few more fish to hand. What a way to end the day.

What started off as a chance to dial in my rod, ended up being a great day of fishing. Good thing I didn't let those bad fishing reports and high flow complaints scare me off.