Sun Rises and Tight Lines!

Mornings here in Northern Nevada have been fairly mild considering the time of year. Here we are on Thanksgiving Day and I’m in a tee shirt in the afternoons and a hoody on my way to work at 5:00am.

Hopefully this will not last long as we are in very desperate need of a huge snow pack to get our beloved Truckee River and the other reservoirs filled back up and in good shape for next summer.

In saying that, the river has been off limits to us since late July. We feel it’s unethical to fish the river right now in these terrible drought conditions and we have another awesome body of water to scratch that fishing itch, Pyramid Lake.


For the WTLGT boys, Pyramid has been decent to us. Not on fire by any means, but we’ve all had some very consistent days fishing from shore. It seems (to us at least) that mornings have been the most productive.


We’ve started our early morning adventures all the way North at Monument Rock to all the way South at Dago Bay and pretty much every beach in between.


Yesterday Jason took the boat out with his friend Keith who has only fished the lake twice in his life. The first time with Jason he landed a nice 9 pounder, but yesterday he decided to DOUBLE that by landed this beautiful LCT. At 33″ long and 19″ in girth the fishes estimated weight is right about 18 pounds give or take.

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The fish was out of the water for a matter of seconds to snap a couple photos then with a gentleman’s handshake, the fish swam off with a little extra kick in it’s tail. Hopefully we’ll meet him again someday.

Other than that it’s been business as usual. With the holiday season upon us, we’ll all get out on the water when we can and we hope you can do the same.

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you out there. I hope you get to spend some time with your families as well as some time on the water!

Tight Lines and Strong Knots!


It’s dangerous business walking out your front door.

The Novelist Hammond Ines said “He who lets the sea lull him into a sense of security is in very grave danger.”

I believe this statement holds very true to what I consider my home waters of Pyramid Lake. Pyramid is surrounded by land, has no inlet or outlet to the ocean. But the conditions it can throw at you are very much ocean like at times.

Pyramid Lake is 30 miles long, is almost 9 miles wide and has a long standing history of putting those who do not respect it’s power in real danger, life threatening danger.

This post comes just days after 2 fisherman took a water craft onto the lake during what the weatherman called for as 27 mph winds. Now I wasn’t present on this day but from what the news and those who were on site said, 2 helicopters and several rescue vehicles were dispatched due to them capsizing sending one individual who was clinging to the craft more than a mile off shore, while the other gentleman was found treading water a ways from the beach.

These two guys were extremely lucky to leave the lake with their lives. Pyramid isn’t your small high mountain lake or the reservoir you can casually kick around on your float tube.  Getting blown across Knott Creek on your float tube means you might have to walk a half a mile back to camp. Being blown across Pyramid means you may never come home to see your family.


I hate to be so negative, but I think this topic needs to be brought up while the season is just heating up. This season has already shown that the amount of fisherman out trying to catch a trophy Lahontan Cutthroat has increased dramatically. What that means is there will undoubtedly be more and more people visiting the lake that do not understand how to read the winds, know to look towards the North for dust and in general know when the hell to get back into shore before it’s too late.

We all do our best to try and educate those we see out there that might not be familiar with the lake. But I’ve already seen several conversations on different social media sites where “out of towner’s” were getting into heated debates about using what most locals would consider “unapproved” water craft on the lake. The visiting teams always mention that they row a drift boat on some gnarly rivers or that they’ve been using float tubes longer than we’ve been alive.

All that is well and good, but even the best rower and float tuber wouldn’t consider using those pieces of equipment out on the open ocean for any given length of time and I feel that is how people have to look at Pyramid Lake. On calm days it’s like glass out there, when the weather turns I’ve have 4 foot waves breaking over my knees while sitting atop my ladder chair.


If you are unfamiliar with the lake I’d highly recommend hiring a guide to help you out. There are a handful of boat guides that will take you out trolling or jigging, but if you are looking to fish from shore and have never done so or it’s been awhile since you’ve been out, here are 3 guides we personally know and recommend. We have all had trips with these guys and they are some of the most knowledgeable and friendly dudes out there. All three also have clinics and classes about how to fish Pyramid Lake if a full blown guide trip isn’t what you are looking for.


Mimic Fly Fishing


Gilligan’s Guide Service 


 Pyramid Lake Guide Service


You can also find the links to their sites on our Blogroll.

So I guess this post is basically just a rant about being safe out there. If you see someone who might be about to make a bad decision, give them a friendly heads up. It’s their choice to listen to you or not, but at least you made the effort.

Fishing has really picked up lately. This week we have cooler temps and some rain in the forecast. So hopefully that will mix the lake up a bit and bring the trout closer to shore. But last week was pretty consistent and it’s only going to get better.


So stay safe and keep those lines tight!



What is fishing anyway?

It’s Friday afternoon and I’m finishing up the last few reports I have for the day. Work friends start the usual conversations of “what are your plans for the weekend?” and before I can answer on my turn someone says “let me guess, you’re going fishing?” The rest of the group lightly chuckles because for years now that has been a pretty normal response for me.

Then someone asked the question, with a slight annoyance is his voice. “I don’t understand, how can you go fishing every weekend? It’s just boring to me”.

This question and distain in their voice ruffled my feathers a bit. I’m used to the “What do you mean you don’t keep the trout you catch? Give them to me!” comments.  I have my many canned responses for that one, but this one is different.

To this co-worker it’s “just fishing” and what is his version of fishing anyway? Is it a trip he remembers camping with his family when he was 10 years old watching his dad put a worm on a hook and endlessly watching his bobber while polishing off his 12 pack?

Fishing for myself and the boys here at WTLGT is more like therapy than it is a sport/hobby/addiction etc. Some people would say it’s cheaper than a therapist, but if you saw our garages and the gear hoarded in them you might think twice about that statement.

In all honesty, fishing calms me down, centers me and helps put what’s important at the forefront of my mind. With the daily routine of waking up before it’s light out, drive to work, sit in front of a computer all day, leave work when the sun is going down, pick up the kiddo and get her dinner and in bed a few hours later, there isn’t much time to just decompress and give your brain a siesta.

In comparison to the daily routine there are some similarities on fishing days. I regularly wake up even earlier than I do on workdays and it isn’t uncommon to come home and unload the fishing wagon long after the sun has set.  But the time-spent in-between is worlds apart.

Pulling up to your fishing spot before the sun has shown it’s face and taking that first deep breath of cold crisp air is as addicting as any drug on the street and once I get that “first hit” life’s problems and what’s important all fall in place. After that it’s rigging gear, tying knots, casting, jigging, trolling, bull shitting, laughing, ball busting put on repeat until the rotation is paused by the universal adrenaline producing war cry of “FISH ON!”

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I imagine some of you behind your PC’s and smart phones nodding your heads agreeing to the above statement. That’s because you’re anglers. But to the guy at work that has no clue what that feeling is, how do you explain that to him?

Now back sitting with that group at work, I calm down before answering his question. “You wouldn’t understand” is what I responded with. With the tone in my voice I think he realized he annoyed me and didn’t follow up with anymore questions. Which I was completely ok with.

Now I could have invited him out and tried to share the experience with him, and if he had showed genuine interest I would have. But not this time. This time I knew that he wouldn’t appreciate it and I wasn’t going to use the little amount of time I had on the water the following day for anyone other than myself. Selfish? Maybe. Did I lose sleep over it? Absolutely not.

The next day was exactly what I was hoping it would be. Kelly and Matt met at my house early and we headed towards the big alkaline lake looking for sea monsters.

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We watched an amazing sunrise and met up with a friend CJ who has been known to land some monsters of his own. We fished a few hours, had a handful of takes and had 2 to hand.

The weather man was wrong as usual, the 50 mph winds were supposed to hit around 11am but within minutes of the clock hitting 9am the winds picked up and gave of all a sand blasting so we called it a morning.


But going back to the main point of this post. What is fishing anyway? Is it the act of pursuing fish or actually hooking up and landing one? Is it just an excuse to get out of the house and hang out with good friends? All of the above?

I guess you can only answer that question for yourself. I think it’s different for everyone. But I will say I’m happy to share this pass time with the people who have that same passion for it as I do. Let the rest of them out there think we are crazy, keeps more people out of our “secret” spots!

See you crazy  bastards out there, keep those lines tight!


Pyramid Lake…The Land of Giants

The 2014/2015 Pyramid Lake season officially opened last Wednesday October 1st. It’s like a national holiday to us here at WTLGT. We all had the day off of work which had been requested months ago, actually some of our bosses know that we’ll be taking that day off of work without ever having to ask for it.


What is there to say that hasn’t already been said. Pyramid Lake puts out the biggest cutthroat trout in the world. It’s only been a week since the season opened and already several 20 pounders have already been landed with countless in the 10-15 pound range. Here’s an awesome video from our buddy Brad Stout of Epic Trout of his first 20 pounder of the season. Knowing Brad, there will be many more to come!

It used to be that a 10 pounder would be a trophy fish and something to brag about. This year that’s a different story. I mean we are still talking about a giant cutty at 10 pounds, but the game has changed in recent years.




With the re-introduction of the Pilot Peak strain of Lahontan Cutthroat Trout (LCT) 10 pounders aren’t the trophy’s they used to be. People are now saying “15# is the new 10#” and I can’t really disagree. With these fish growing 1/2 inch a month and estimated to live 16 years, if the fishery keeps going in the direction it’s going we could be saying “#20 is the new #15″ in a few short years.



This is just a quick update of many more to come for the 2014/2015 Pyramid season. For now the surface temps are still in the mid/high 60’s, fish are sitting between 20-40 feet of water gorging themselves on the school of tui chub.

Currently boats have been doing better than shore fisherman. But if you are fishing from shore, keep an eye out for cruising bait balls, the trout will be there also.

We have been mostly vertical jigging around rock structures or near bait balls from the boats, but Jason and I were landing some nice trout fly fishing from the boat using Jan Nemec’s “Hook Up” in grizzly.  Which is available at his online fly shop at



Our friends Doug O and Gilligan are hosting their annual Pyramid Lake Clinics on October 25th and November 8th which is a great way to learn about fishing this Lake we call home. So if you’re interested links to their pages are to the right on our blogroll. Here is a great video out friend Donald from Catch,Snap & Release did on a clinic Doug and Gil did last season.

We’ll be out again this coming weekend with more updates to follow. But get out there and enjoy the great weather we’ve had so far this October. You know those -5 degree mornings with knocking ice off of your guides is right around the corner!


Tight Line, Strong Knots and LOTS of backing if you’re heading to Pyramid!

– Dave

Salmon-nado…part 2

You might recall a post we did back in July called “Sometimes fishing isn’t about the fish at all“. Well this story starts out very similar, except ends very different.

I again get a text from a buddy that lives in Grass Valley telling me that he has the Feisty Fish Guide Service dudes booked for that coming Thursday and wanted a “roll call” of who could make the trip to Chico and get out on the water.

Again the thoughts of landing a big Sacramento River King Salmon raced through my head, this time more so than the last because our last tangle with these mighty Kings wasn’t so productive for putting meat in the freezer.

So taking full advantage of those ever so important unlimited text messages we gathered the troops and confirmed our day on the water for round 2 of the 2014 King Salmon season on the Sac River.

The same three hooligans (myself, Glenn and Kelly) made the trip, but this time Matt was able to join. The only one of us that hasn’t been able to make the trip has been Jason. But with the newborn at home and work stacking up it’s understandable. Next time for sure though buddy!

I’m always blown away with the drive to Chico. There is just some awesome scenery on the way to there from Reno. Some of those low land farms are places I’d dream of retiring on some day. Having a sweet mini goat and pot belly pig farm. And raising herds of majestic Boston Terriers…running wild in the fields, chasing birds and causing ruckus…


Rolling into Chico a little earlier then last time allowed us not to have to eat dinner at the outpatient mental health clinic called Denny’s, but rather the prestigious malt and hops ivory tower that is the Sierra Nevada Brewing Co.

We had a good but not so healthy dinner of wood fire pizzas and chicken wings…Matt did get a cute little salad though. That’s why he’s actually in shape and not just always talking about getting into shape. Whatever.

We then headed to our hotel which is a nice spot to rest your head for the evening. If you care Wednesday is Karaoke night, not to be confused with Tuesday salsa night…we were a little disappointed.

As the iPhone alarms all went off at 4:00am we were all anxious to get ready and out the door to what was promising to be a glorious day of fishing.

Once at the boat launch were met up with our friends Chuck and Casey as well as Captain Scott and Deckhand Josh. Everyone was pumped up and ready to get those lines tight!


Just as the sun is coming up, warming the cool river air we all get a jolt of adrenaline as Chuck’s line goes tight and the drag goes off screaming!  These Kings are no joke, they hit like a freight train and pull like a Mac truck!

Chuck played the fish to perfection and within a few minutes deckhand Josh netted the beast and we had the first fish on board. After watching the fight these fish put up and seeing what a salmon pushing close to 30 pounds looks like up close and personal we were all amped up and eagerly waiting our turns to get into a fish of our own.


It wasn’t long until several of us to get our chance at fighting a fish. Captain Scott was a fish magnet and the next 3 fish came from his rod. Once he set the hook he passed the rod to one of us on the boat to try and land the tugboat on the end of the line. Matt, myself (Dave) and Glenn all had the opportunity to fight a fish and in all 3 chances deckhand Josh netting the fish and we were 4 for 4 for the morning.



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The next fish was one I won’t soon forget. As we are trolling I thought it would be a nice “good morning” to my wife to send her a photo of the salmon I had just landed. So as laws of fishing work as I’m hitting send I get a huge tug on my line and instinctively set the hook. Now I’m sitting there with an iPhone in one hand and my rod with a very angry fish attached to it in the other.  While fumbling to get my phone in my pocket and trying to keep tension on the fish it’s like the voices in my head are also talking to me in real life.

As I’m reeling down on the fish to get the slack out of the line I’m telling myself ” Don’t f*ck this up Dave!” which is weird because that is exactly what my friends are screaming also. And then like I’m sitting in a IMAX theater with that awesome surround sound Captain Scott is yelling the same thing!


Not my proudest moment in my angling career, but who’s to say the fish would have hit my lure if I was actually paying attention? At least that’s my excuse for almost losing the 5th fish of the day. But as luck would have it the fish stayed buttoned and we were 5 for 5!

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Up to bat next was Casey. As we were bouncing some roe he felt a solid bump and set the hook. There was certainly a fish on the end of his line, but to all of us it seemed to most likely be a pike minnow and not a king salmon. Casey effortlessly reeled the fish closer to the boat, but then we all saw a big silver flash…that was no pike minnow! As we realized it was a salmon, the salmon realized it was hooked and then the fight was on!


That fish gave Casey a great fight and put a good bend on that rod. In the end Casey won the battle and we were now 6 for 6!


The next 2 fish came from Glenn’s rod. Glenn had already landed the one earlier in the day and right after Casey’s fish was on board Glenn hooked up again. His fish was a head shaker for sure and ended up being the first Jack landed on the Black Mamba this season.

The next hook up Glenn got he knew was a bigger fish than his Jack. But he also knew that the only person left on board that hadn’t fought a fish yet was Kelly. So he graciously passed the rod to let Kelly have the honor of fighting our 8th fish of the day. To put it lightly this fish kicked Kelly’s ass all over the river. This was the best fight out of all the fish we got into and there were several opportunities to have lost that fish. But the expertise of deckhand Josh and Captain Scott made it possible for Kelly to land that fish and put us 8 for 8 for the day.


Shortly after Kelly’s battle we called it a day and headed towards the boat launch to take some photos of the days catch and get our fish cleaned and packaged for the car ride home.

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I said it in our last salmon fishing post and I will say it again and again. I’ve never had a guide crew work as hard to get us on fish than Scott and Josh do. They are both super passionate and love what they do. That shows in their eagerness to get their clients on big fish and the energy on the boat keeps you pumped up and ready for the moment those big fish smash your line.

So if you’re looking for a great fishing experience with 2 of the best dudes on the river book a day with Feisty Fish Guide Service and I promise you’ll be a client for life!



Also you’ll have the privilege of fishing with little Capt Jack Sparrow! Such a fun pup to have on the boat.

Thanks again to Chuck for the invite and coordinating the trip. We’ll for sure be hitting the Sac River again one more time before the season comes to an end!

Until next time- Tight Lines!



Be Bear Aware!

It’s finally September and the air and water temps in the greater Reno/Sparks area of the Truckee River have started to finally come down.

The crew has been able to get out on the big T in the mornings over the past few weeks and have been rewarded with some nice healthy trout.

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We have been getting off the water around 10:00 am but the water temps have yet to exceed 65 degrees while we’ve been fishing, which is a nice change from a few months ago.

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Though this past weekend Jason ran into a bigger problem than water temps and what flies to choose from.

This trip on the Truckee started like most others. We all text each other the night before on what time and where we should fish, which then turns into the following morning of texts asking where the hell everyone is at and which person is heading to the predetermined hole because they are sick of waiting for whoever is slacking this weekend.

Well the main slacker this past weekend was myself (Dave). I had no excuses other than my bed was warmer than the river and those extra 30 mins of sleep seemed worth it at the time. Which of course didn’t make a damn bit of different in the long run.

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Kelly was the first to head towards ye old fishin’ hole. As Kelly walked to the river’s edge he heard something walking though the tree line, rustling leaves and whatnot. He didn’t think much of it as the sun was just rising and we’ve seen multiple deer in this area many times before.

Second on the path to the river was Jason only a few minutes behind Kelly. As Jason passed the same tree line he met eyes with a foraging Black Bear looking for his morning breakfast. The bear saw Jason and with only about 30 feet separating the two the bear stood up on its hind legs and stared Jason down.

Now if there is one thing true about Jason it’s that he has never and I mean NEVER backed down from a fight. So in true Jason form he started yelling and hollering at the bear, now if this was me I’m man enough to say I probably would have more than likely crapped my pants and ran my ass back up to my car smelling like the changing room at your local day care center.

But Jason is a big dude and this bear thought the same (or just laughed and decided that chasing squirrels and eating out of people garbage cans was a more fitting use of its time) and so the bear walked away about another 40 feet, turned and stood up to see Jason making his way down river, with just a little more pep in his step I’m sure.

Last on the trail to the river is me, slacker Dave. Luckily I hear no rustling and see no bears as I approach the fishing hole where Kelly and Jason had already gotten into a few fish. But I’m greeted with the question “Did you see the bear?!?!” and of course I answer “Holy shit! you guys saw a bear?!?” which then starts making me think, wouldn’t one of you two “friends” have texted me after seeing said bear to say “Hey Dave, because we don’t want you to die and get eaten alive, watch out for the bear we just saw 30 feet in front of us…oh and it looked pissed so be careful.” But I’m guessing seeing me running down the river with a bear chasing me resembling something out of the movie The Great Outdoors would have made for a much more entertaining morning…touché gentlemen….touché.


Once the bear scare was talked about we got into some fishing, and man did we. There is no doubt that the river is really low and slow right now, which has the fish stacked into deep hole and seams throughout the river. Sometimes these fish spook really easily and are fairly tight lipped. This morning was the opposite, they had a very specific fly they would only eat, but once all 3 of us had the same fly tied on it was lights out! By the time we started to pack out we had landed 5-7 fish each and many more than that lost. These fish were aggressive and fought like champs. Best of all they all swam away strong with usually leaving us splashed with water from their tails as a final “kiss my ass” as they swam off.


I’ve talked about these 3 guys before and will continue to do so. Matt “Gilligan” KolesDoug Ouellette and Jan Nemec are all killer guides on the river and all tie flies that are available in retail shops and online that will get you into fish on the Truckee. So if you want to know what flies we are using 99% of the time it’s a fly tied by one of these 3 guys.

With fall right here and the temps lowering we can only hope that we see some moisture soon. Until the flows return to reasonable levels please respect the river and the fish we all love. We will continue with the efforts in participating in the Hoot Owl Closure.

Come to think about it…Jason said the bear stood up on its hind legs. There wasn’t a lot of light yet because the sun was still coming up. There isn’t a photograph proving it was a bear. This means there isn’t a photograph proving that it wasn’t a Sasquatch that Jason saw! Ladies and Gentlemen, when fishing the Truckee please always be bear aware…but also always keep an eye out for the elusive Calvada Squatch that roams the river banks as well.


Until next time – #ibelieve

There’s Gold in Them Thar Hills!

With the Truckee still being much lower than usual on the Nevada side, the crew’s fishing options have been some what limited. Not limited by available fishing grounds really, but limited with the amount of time we have to go explore these places.

Speaking for me personally, having a 1 year old at home, it was a nice option to just go hit the river for a few hours in the evening to get my mind right and get a little tight line therapy before heading back into reality.

This option of an afternoon session will come back to life when the almighty Pyramid Lake opens for the 2014/2015 trout season on October 1st, which I have been trying frantically to fill my bugger and beetle box for. Only 43 more days….only 43 more days…


But I digress, Last week Kelly, Jason and Glenn were able to do some exploring in the hills near Bridgeport, California. In these hills are several high mountain lakes that hold various species of trout.

In this area you can target rainbows, browns and brookies. But there was one species that the guys really want to get into, wanted it so bad that they pushed and scraped their truck up sketchy and washed out roads, loaded up their packs and hiked their way into a secluded small lake high in the mountains because of one thing and one thing only…Gold Fever!

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Golden trout are a trophy in themselves. Not normally growing too large, they are a beautiful trout that aren’t the easiest to come by. Normally it takes a fair amount of effort to get to where they live on top of getting them to bite what you are offering.

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The effort paid off for Glenn and his spinning rod. He landed 6 golden’s that afternoon, Kelly and Jason didn’t far as well on the fly rods even through there were a few takes, the fish came unbuttoned before hitting the net.

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There was a storm rolling in and the guys had to hit the trail earlier than they wanted to due to the potential for a flash flood and the already sketchy roads being completely washed away. But there is no doubt we’ll all be back out panning for gold again in the near future.

This coming weekend should some fishing with a side of rock and roll mixed in for good measure. So stay tuned and until next time get out and see what’s out there.


Rain ,Rain, Don’t Go Away!

The Reno/Truckee/Tahoe area FINALLY got some much needed moisture this week. We had a storm front come through and give us cloudy skies and a good amount of rain, making the greater Reno area look more like the Pacific Northwest then the high desert home we are used to.

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The average rainfall for this time of year is about 0.18-0.25 inches in a month, this past month we averaged 1.38 inches. This is outstanding considering the month of June yielded us exactly 0.00 inches.

As we posted last time about the Truckee River Keepers and the voluntary Hoot Owl closure of the Truckee River, things still aren’t close to being back to normal, but it did help the river and it’s reservoirs with a nice boost of flows and cooler water temps for a bit.


It’s been highly publicized over the last few weeks about how the water master lowered the flows and that there were several fish rescues on both the California and Nevada sides of the Truckee. I wish I could have helped, but this pesky thing called “work” got in the way. But we tip our hats to NDOW, CDOW, the local guides, anglers and volunteers that put in many hours into helping these fish we all love. There was no question that these fish would have suffered and died if it wasn’t for the efforts of the above mentioned groups. So I give you all a huge “THANK YOU!” from the WTLGT crew.

Now, where does that leave us as anglers? This is a highly talked about issue and I think the answer has to come from the individual angler themselves. Some have chosen to keep off of the Truckee entirely until the flows return and get their fishing fix elsewhere. Others have stuck with the Hoot Owl plan and fish only the mornings and carry a thermometer and get off the water when the river reaches into the higher 60’s.

Whatever you plan is, if you are a catch and release angler, use your best judgement and please fish ethically and put the fishes well being in the fore front of your mind.

Our buddy Jan Nemec of Mimic Fly Fishing did a recent post on his page about other species and places you can fish to help control that overwhelming urge we all have to get that line tight.

Another great blog you should all read is from our buddy Crazy Uncle Larry over at Red-Legged-Devils who’s latest post is an informative piece on the current state of the drought we are in and what we can do to help.

For our group of hooligans the fishing has spread out over several places, it seems we all haven’t been fishing the same place at the same time . Myself (Dave) haven’t had many opportunities to get out due to other obligations.  So the itch is strong…I need to get out before all this work turns my brain to mush.

Kelly, the lucky bastard! took a trip to Hawaii with his bride for a week of eating awesome food and relaxing. He did manage to book a 1/2 day with a local Bonefish guide. Although they sighted a good amount of fish, the ones that came close enough to his fly must have just eaten because they swam off without even a nibble. Oh well, there could be worse places on earth to get skunked!




Jason is still getting into the new daddy routine but I believe this weekend he’ll be out the high mountains of the sierras looking for gold! (golden trout that is)

Glenn took his bride on a trip to bodega bay for their anniversary and she surprised his with a party boat charter for rock fish and salmon. The salmon are starting to push into the rivers, but he got himself a limit of nice sized quality rock cod.

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And last but not least, Matt as I type this is floating on Spooner Lake slaying countless numbers and rainbow and small chubs. From the pictures he sent it looks like he has the place to himself.


And last, not to get anyone’s hopes up (honestly it’s just our own hopes at this point) we are working on some cool stuff right now. I don’t want to say we have them before they are in our hands, but the picture below will give you an idea of what’s coming soon.


Until next time I wish you all good fishing and strong river flows!



Truckee River Keepers

A handful of awesome individuals started a “call to arms” to help protect our beloved Truckee River Fishery during these trying summer months. Currently the flows on the Truckee are being restricted due to the low amount of snow pack and severe drought conditions our region is facing. Summer and low water flows means the water temps will be on the rise.

When the Line Goes Tight is fully supporting the efforts of the Truckee River Keepers to lead by example and participate in a voluntary Hoot Owl Closure on the Truckee River.

For the months of July and August, get off the river before noon strikes, and avoid fishing in the afternoons and evenings. Also while on the river keep a river thermometer handy, once the water temps get into the high 60’s, give the fish a break and enjoy one of the other many outdoor activities our great area has to offer.

Check out the awesome video that our buddy Donald from made for this project. Once you’ve watched it, please head over to and post in their comment section to show your support for this worth while cause.

WTLGT would just like to give a sincere “Thank You!” to Catch Snap & ReleaseMimic Fly Fishing, Gilligan’s Guide Service, Calvada Fly Fishing, and NDOW for partnering on such an important and ethical cause.


Sometimes Fishing isn’t about the Fish at all.

Sitting on my couch last Monday watching some mindless TV program I get a text from a buddy in Grass Valley telling me that a guide he was friends with just had a cancellation on his boat for the King Salmon opener on the Sacramento River for that Wednesday and wanted to see if me and a few of the WTLGT crew could make it.

Immediately the thoughts of landing a King on the river and having some fresh caught smoked salmon were racing through my head, forcing out any realizations that I have to work during the week and need to pick up my daughter from daycare…fishing can do that to you.

In a whirlwind of texts, emails and calls into work and friends, 12 hours later we were set. 3 of us were going to be able to make the trip down to Chico for a guide trip with Captain Scott Feist of Feisty Fish Guide Service.

Tuesday evening we got off work, packed the fishing wagon and headed off to Chico to crash for a few hours in our hotel before getting on the water Wednesday morning.

The drive down was nice. There are some beautiful spots between Reno and Chico and the conversation in the car was all about fishing as you can imagine. Between talking about the day ahead and planning our numerous “bucket list” fishing trips the 3 hour drive went by in a flash and before we knew it we were at our hotel and ready to grab a bite to eat and get some sleep.

Dinner was interesting to say the least. The hotel chain we stayed at was nice, but the Denny’s in the adjacent parking lot was…well…being nice, it was more like an outpatient mental health clinic then a place to order breakfast for dinner.

After some people watching and my posh dinner of moons over my hammy we headed back to room, past the Tuesday night salsa dancing party going on in the lobby and laid our heads down for a few hours of shut eye before our 3:00 am wake up call rolled around.

And boy did 3:00 am come fast! But while wiping the sleep from our eyes we piled into the car and set off the boat launch for our 4:00 am tight line appointment.

Once at the launch we met up with our friends and charter crew. Scott and Josh of the Feisty Fish we both super pumped up and they made the sleepiness fade very quick and got us all fired up for the day ahead. After we loaded onto the boat and got settled we took off into the darkness of the Sacramento River to post up on one of Scott’s favorite holes before anyone else could stake their claim on it.

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As the sun came up we started fishing, and fishing hard. We jumped from spot to spot either bouncing/dragging roe or trolling plugs.  Scott’s boat is world class and could get in into many places that other boats wouldn’t be able to. We were marking some fish but not in the numbers we were hoping to see.


In the afternoon we were dragging some roe on a nice drift when we saw what at the time we could only tell was some type of cat walking down the river back. It was too far away to tell what kind of cat it was but it was leisurely walking in our direction. As it came closer we all realized it was a Bobcat. Our new friend Bob didn’t seem to care much about us as he walked over and found a nice shady spot to take a load off, I was able to get a couple nice shots of him. He hung out for about 10 minutes then took off in the brush. It was a cool opportunity to get to see a Bobcat in the wild like that and a rare one as well.

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As the day progressed we had that feeling that it just wasn’t our day for salmon. They hadn’t really pushed into the rivers yet. But it wasn’t due to lack of trying. The hard work put in by our Captain Scott and Deckhand Josh was second to none.

So we decided on one last rally of dragging roe before calling it a day. But in the end it was Salmon 1, Anglers 0. Well that’s not entirely true; our buddy Chuck landed a nice Steelhead that had this crazy hump on its head. But the fish was camera shy and jumped ship before we were able to get a good picture of him.

I will say that I don’t think I’ve ever had a guide crew work as hard to get us on fish then Scott and Josh did. They were absolutely world class and I will be back to fish with them again and again. Check out their page at Feisty Fish Guide Service and book a trip!

In the end it was an awesome day on the water. We were surrounded with good friends, beautiful scenery, great conversations and most importantly we were all out doing something we love and not just sitting around talking about doing it. So like the title of this post says, Sometimes fishing isn’t the about the fish at all.

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Thanks again for the Monday night text and invite Chuck and don’t worry, we’ll be out again real soon with the Feisty Fish crew for round 2 of this never ending boxing match called fishing.

Until next time get out there and enjoy a little bit of Mother Nature.