Call it crazy but I have a few minutes to write a report this evening. As many of you know it has been a wild ride of rain, mayhem, dumb kayakers, clearing waters, rain, mud and some more clearing. I am please to say the waters of Pierce County are now all back to clear and cool and carrying a bit of extra water to boot. In the last ten days I have just begun my forays into the heart of the lower Kinni, and quite a bit has been rearranged. Holes filled with sand, new uncovered runs, Giant cottonwoods gone, new lumber piles everywhere. The Rush has been clear for a couple of weeks and the Tricos have been going in early AM’s on some reaches of water.  As with all thing in nature, change is!

Remarkable is the change in the feeding habits of the trout. Although there still is catching going on, the high quality fish that were caught in spring and early summer have been much more difficult to come by. What has taken their place, and in much greater abundance is the young of the year. These fish so small they fly upon a normal hook set. One fish today made the trip from one stream bank to the other in less than one second. In route, this baby trout, careened off the head of my client and safely landed in some soft grass before being coaxed back into the water for a brief but energetic battle. He was released unharmed. In another story from last week an experienced angler, new to the Rush River, was stalking heads feeding on tricos. He explained he had caught 6 of the 3 inch brutes and was perplexed as to how this river had gained the reputation he had read about, while providing a size distribution so miniscule. I giggled.


Baby Brookie


Ladies and gentlemen, Not only have we reached the dog days of summer, I am pleased to say that it appears our young of the year have survived some record flooding and a whole bunch of turmoil. This is great news! Talking with DNR last week some of the early annual shocking survey numbers are showing this to be true as well.  If this generation survived 3,000 CFS  and is ready to feed like pigs at the trough, I welcome their ambition and intestinal fortitude.  Should be a great addition to our already awesome rivers. Have you caught any of these little buggers?