Wild Trout Blog

The Boise River Fishery began in March of 2007 as a means of gathering support for regulation changes on the lower Boise River. My objective was, and still is, to protect the river’s wild trout population and to create a quality destination for anglers. Since its inception, the site has expanded into a “Wild Trout Blog”. Photographs, information, and thoughts on fly fishing for trout and steelhead are now posted for the benefit of others who, like myself, are passionate about the sport.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Bird Season

Long time without posts, I know.  I haven't had much to say.

My dad fished the Boise in town today.  A few fish were up on baetis, mostly small ones but he was working a sporadically rising decent rainbow.

Dude walks up from down river and unleashes a furry of nymphing information, photos, and stories...complete with the size of the fish he's been catching.  He explains that nymphing isn't tough and that's how my dad could catch more fish.  Not sure why my dad didn't unleash something else on him.

I get nymphing, I do.  And it is effective on the Boise.  HOWEVER, just because someone isn't doing it, does not mean they are not aware that it is an option.  Fred Zerza does not fish a sunk fly, EVER.  His choice and I don't even mess with it anymore.

So if you want to nymph, do it.  If you want to fly fish, look around at what is feeding on or near the surface...and fish a dry fly.  And if you show up with a bobber, please just say "hello" and keep right on going.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Mid-Week Evening Pictorial

Good fish-to-angler ratio Wednesday night.  Notice "angler" is singular, not plural.  Not a bad stint after work.

River is still a bit high...but that keeps better fish tucked in tight to the bank.  I love aggressive caddis takes in fast water.

Yes, I photographed a little pink wild rose.  I'm secure with my fish-hood.

TU is proud of the new special regulation signs this year.  No excuses for the poachers.

Saturday, June 23, 2012


I didn't bother photographing the trout that came to the net yesterday.  It was windy but productive fishing, and I was surprised at just how selective some of these cookie-cutter browns were.

I photographed a bank feeder instead.  He moved around frequently, and like to tuck himself in tight.  Didn't stick him.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

What Are You Sinking About?

A sinking fly is closer to hell.  Figuratively, I suppose yes it is.  I sometimes feel like I've cheated when I use one on trout...though I don't feel as though I've sinned.

Some gorgeous takes from the Swedes at frontsidefly.  Not a bad song either.

Friday, May 4, 2012

Today's Rant

The technological age of instant information arrived some number of years ago.  There's no going back.

In recent times also, many see the "quiet sport" differently.  It's extreme, combined best with white water and a lot of canned beer.  It's a numbers game, number of fish hooked or caught...no matter the method or location.  It's also apparently a chance to get to the end result with free or instant information.  Information that's just a click away or sitting in hard copy on a fly shop's counter.

The fly fishing retail industry thrives on the guy who wants to know where to stand, what fly to use, and when to go.  The water may be teeming with feeding fish right in front of him, and it would still do him no good.  He's a "sport".

The sports don't bother me.  They'll either learn the rules and get better, or get out of the game.  Eventually, if they figure it out, the challenge is no longer catching a fish, but finding the fish you want to catch, preferably in solitude.

It's the transplanted pimps selling hard-earned information that bothers me.  Writing about guided destinations with miles of water and thousands of trout is one thing.  (Those places and the people who make their livings there are wonderful.)  Whoring out little streams with small populations of native trout is another.  Publishers of those spots were either tragically born without a conscience, did not spend any time themselves become "experts" on their subjects, or are really hard up for a little income.

It's quite simple.  Nobody owns the water.  America is great because of free press.  But scheduling a time to step into the box is for golf, not for fishing a small stream miles from the pavement.

If you fish, think about a different approach.  Let your subscription run out, then take on some waters you've never even thought about fishing.  You'll be a better fisherman for it, and the sport will be benefit too.

Stream "X"

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Season Closed

Some rivers in Idaho closed on April 1.  "Opening day" is May 26...and the snowpack is so far much closer to a normal year.  June should not be blown out.

Did you get in your licks before it closed?  Rain and snow in March (and early reservoir release) seemed to kept the crowds down.

The Only Boat on the SF Boise this particular Saturday

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Snake River White Sturgeon

Sturgeon factoids:  Idaho's white sturgeon are found in the Kootenai, Lower Salmon, and Snake Rivers.  It is North America's largest fresh water game fish.  Coastal white sturgeon are anadromous and can be legally harvested with certain restrictions.  Idaho has not allowed sturgeon harvest since 1970.

I've never even seen one of these prehistoric bottom dwellers in the wild.  In fact, I don't think I've tried caviar.  I'll do both eventually.

These photos were given to me by a friend whose family homesteaded along the Snake River in Southern Idaho.