Eye of a Storm

Sunrise through the smoke plume

The week started with a wildfire burning east of Redmond and headed for Sisters, with another one burning north near Oakridge.

Both of these conflagrations managed to spread plumes of smoke over the area  .  .  .  well, actually it was fickle wind patterns.

Dry fly presentation over a morning hatch on the Crooked River

In the middle of these smoke-filled days, there was a trip to the Crooked River.  Opportunity pushed Prineville outside an “unhealthy” AQI (Air Quality Index) shading on the weather map.

Apple Weather and Watch Duty get regular scans on our phones  .  .  .  tracking wildfire activity and air quality.

The Crooked is a welcome respite from thick smoke-filled air and fishing was good too. It is the height of summer season and the lush vegetation, juniper trees and snags are busy with bird activity.

A young Osprey is getting better at hunting, eating, and keeping the gang of Magpies at bay. The Magpies really are a marauding gang. At any point a dozen of them swarm over the trees.

Off to grab another of his 3 to 5 fish per day diet

With just a skreech from one, a few more come flying. They menace the Osprey but don’t really do much damage  .  .  .  if you don’t count making meal time stressful.

Nice little Redband Trout

Our day begins before the sun hits the water. All morning I’ll fish over the caddis or mayfly hatch.

By noon activity on the river’s surface has tapered off. By now it’s getting hot, even in the shade, so we pack up and head home.

Tip napping in the shade of an old juniper tree

The Apps suggest that smoke will wane in the next couple of weeks, so that’s good news.

We’ll wait till the Labor Day crowds thin before venturing back out.

Two Rivers

Lower Canyon Creek joins the Metolius

This week we waded in a couple of very different rivers. The weather turned warm and sunny so we managed to wet a line on two different days this week. The first of the week we headed up to Camp Sherman and the Metolius.

Fisher on the Metolius River

This river starts as a spring bubbling from the base of Black Butte. Just a few miles of flow through open ponderosa forest and the river has tripled in size fed by more springs draining runoff via volcanic passages in Green Ridge and the Cascade mountains.

Spring-fed emerald pool downstream from Lower Canyon Campground

The Metolius’s emerald colored water is crystal clear and remains at near constant levels making it a world class flyfishing stream. There are dozens of campgrounds along the first ten miles of stream, and well developed paths run along both banks nearly the entire length.

We scouted the stretch downstream from Lower Canyon Creek where the river rushes through a rock lined cut.

Ponderosa pine forest

Later in the week we headed up to the Crooked, which remains at it’s low, turbid winter flow.

Gnarled Juniper trees and basalt columned cliffs are a stark contrast to the Metolius River.

The wild and scenic Crooked River

As winter approaches there is a marked increase in bird activity along the river so JQ was busy trying to capture some of their antics.

A robin basks in the late afternoon sun

Fishing was slow but the weather was so great we ended the day sitting on rivers edge soaking in the afternoon sun.