Evolution Basin 08

Bright granite shimmers.
Cascade burnished bench.
Golden, red blue fish.

Membranous wings beat.
Evening pines whisper "glow"!
Single Malt easy.

Ridges silhouette deeper than night
Tea cup and Virgo blur.
Fire-ring tales whispered.

Stani-Ku 2

bluffs, rusty pumice
through rocks running, turquose blue
palmerd hackle intices

chrome flash, zip zoom
flowing motion bending wand
spreakeled bow swims free.

pussy willows and fig tree buds
three ssg's a copper john
become one, re-rig

drifting chaneal transforms
salmanoids descretion fooled
worm puppet subdues

blue dicks, fiddlenecks
water breathed is constant life
while wind above suffocates

like wind flowing, riffle
tug, opposition, final surrender
final release to breath again.

Stani-ku

Pale Duns Flutter at Dawn
Willows' Polen drifts
Oh my runny nose.

A Fig tree's shaded silhouette
Hiding my shadow, cast across stream
Tug then zoom.

Glide into my net
Callibatis flavor of the day
from my hand swim free.

Knapsack Snow Wish 09

Cirrus clouds whisper
Sierra crest enveloped by snow
My rain jackets wet.

Mono Creek rushes
Rainbows rise to Salmon flies
Osprey circles high.

Lilies and lupine
Bumble bee bumbles about, yellow legs
Knapsackers eye, the welcome note.

Violet, red sky
Swallows swoop, Bats flutter
I love DEET.

Leopard prints in snow
Feed Lower Ottoway
Over falls, Valley to Bay.

Swing Dancing, River of Skulls

Its super cool to watch your rig drift the boom boom room, and suddenly see from no where a long torpedo shape flash follow close behind the anchor fly. Then, the end of the drift comes, you hold your breath, suddenly like getting rear-ended on the freeway, you got a rodeo on. Zero to sixty in a Lamborgini second, its on... Hope I checked that Uni-knot twice. Catch and Release, a sweet two year old green back Chromer, 12 inches of pure beauty.
The River of Skulls is a sweet spot, and to get into the spunky ones I found loosing flies is what you pay to play. lots of hairy snags abound and tight over grown areas hold the biggest of the wild Salmonoids...
I lost about thirty flies Thursday but I netted 13 Rainbows and 3 young Chromers. Their size has no comparison to the leader busting monsters that cruise the runs below the Foundation Hole on the Lower Yuba, but with a 3wt. they can defiantly give your 6x tippet a good stretching.
CU-Soon Skull Bows

Yuba Haiku

Stream dance Moby Bow
Skawala Nymphs down deep
Swinging till dusk, skunked

Bald Eagle circles high
Wary Chromers tight jawed
None hungry for my Fly

Dredging Zebra Johns
Ripping wild through the riffle
Awesome tree trout snag

PMD's flutter
Prudent Aram and Larry
Their Cobra succeeds


Ben, Lou and I fish the Lower Yuba today. We met up with Aram and Larry, not pictured, fishing the run below us.

Sierra Club Hike-ku

Mist wind drizzle mud
Like minded friends hike as one
Chilled, damp through the fog

Now warm hearted sitting
Beer and pizza in cafe
Sharing treks to come