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Kiss & Tell Fishing and Why I Don't;

Posted 04-02-2012 at 12:31 AM by Hardyreels
Updated 04-10-2014 at 10:37 PM by Hardyreels

You folks who read the threads and have for years might think that every now and then I write something worth while. Sometimes I think I write things that are worth while too

A fellow put up a post where he told of catching some really nice trout in a small river where he generally finds only small trout. He named the river and I posted to his thread telling him that although it sounded like a great day he should be wary of divuldging his sources for good fishing. We posted back and forth and then I told him something from my fishing past. The place is one that I still don't really name and I use generalizations when I speak of it but the short story will reveal what happened nearly 40 years ago.

I once had a creek that had been overlooked by society at large. Even the old men from out in the Valley said all it had were 'little bitty brookies'. The facts were different, I began spending as much time as I could up there in those mountain streams by 1968. I was just a young boy then but I knew a good thing when I saw it and the 'Water Company' was as close to Montana or Alaska as I was going to get for the next 20 years...........

Back in the late 1800's there had been a farm up in the pass owned by a Remington, yes one of those Remington's. Well old Mr. Remington had a small dam to supply water to his livestock and he also got himself some Vom Burr brown trout fry via the railroad. he raised trout in his little dam and of course some got away during high waters. Then during the Great Depression there became 'The Municipal Water Authority' and the authority took over a lot of land either by buying it or by imminent domain, I'm not sure of all the details because the history was told to me by a man who was in his 80's in the 1970's.

I fished the Remington Creek and the 'Main Creek' that it flowed into for the years between 1967 & 1977 almost exclusively and never said much about it to anyone. In 73' I got some giant brown trout. I stopped to show them to my Grandmother who later told all my uncles. Granny Stetts was proud of me for having caught such large fish and she meant no harm when she spilled the beans. Of course those uncles told their friends and children and the chain reaction that would knock the creeks down from the 'Best I Ever Fished' to less than average had begun and I didn't even know.

Me, I still have they trophy I was awarded for catching the biggest brown trout of 1973 and I kept fishing my 'secret spot'. I had the presence of mind when the fish was weighed and measured for certification to tell them it had come from a creek some 20 miles away. I did that partly because I knew that people would go looking for more like that and because I had been fishing on Water Authority lands. I never considered that I had lied. I did what I still do to this day, I embellished the facts regarding the location a little. I had no way of knowing that Granny had shared the tale of my good fortune with my uncles who in turn had spread the word like a wildfire.

Sadly by 1977 things were changing in my little private world and that change would be final. The area was full of the signs of fishermen. Empty bait containers, Eagle Claw Hook packs & discarded bottles of Mike's Oil Pac Salmon Eggs, and of course Power Bait bottles littered the ground as you walked the stream. By the 80's there was a trail that was evident along the Main Creek. It seemed that camping there was in vogue and there had to be 20 fire rings along the stream and each was left full of tin cans and other garbage.

I met a fellow who was hired by the company I worked for who one day told me about this place his buddy had told him about...... Weird thing was Louie lived about 30 miles from the valley. You could meet people from the city and it's suburbs 30 miles away and find them talking out loud about the place when you went to a sporting goods store, it was over. Remember mind you, this was 20 years before you ever heard of the Internet.

The mountains are still there, the streams still flow. I'm 5000 miles away and in the years since those days on Remington's Creek I've fished from remote Newfoundland to my home here in Alaska. I've fished the Rock Mountain rivers and creeks a lot for a guy who didn't live there and one thing stands out in my mind when I look back over the past 41 years since I caught those big fish. I have never fished in a better place for either the numbers or the size of wild Brook Trout and considering where I fish every season now, that's saying something. The events of my days on the creeks of The Valley remain bright and clear as though they were just last season but the fish and the wildness are gone forever.

That my friend is why I don't tell where I fish ever again. It's true that I'll mention the Kenai River sometimes but if you ever saw the number of boats and people fishing it you would know that the fate of that fishery doesn't rest on whether or not the name slipping from my lips happens or not.

Silence is golden,

Ard


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I haven't ran into anyone else in any of those places for over 7 years and I ain't talking
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    milt spawn's Avatar
    So blindfold me and let's go! Your stuff is always worthwhile Ard. milt.
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    Ard: Another great story and well worth paying attention to.

    Larry
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    Ard

    Though most of the locals I fish are well known and well traveled there are those out of the way places that have been great and offered solitude. I do not share those either, except with my closest fishing partners who don't live near by so they can't direct others there!!
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    My favorite stream from the mid 1980's through the time when I moved away from Pennsylvania ran right beside a busy secondary route that was a connector between two highways for almost half a mile before it dissapeared into the mountains. It was also used by many people as a commuter route as they traveled to and from their work and recreation.

    From the time that I discovered the undeniable quality of the fishing I used to hide my truck up a forest service road so that no one would ever take a second look at the little brook with very limited access parking. Dressed in camo clothing I ghosted alone the stream for over 20 years and ran into only one other person. Unbelievable right? The guy was dressed like me and we had went to high school together. He told me he came there once in a while because he had lived in the area for a while. He ask about my being there and I told him it was my first time and I hadn't caught anything but little brook trout

    Sometimes it was hard to keep a tight lip but I've gotta admit, I never saw Chris there again
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    Posted 04-03-2012 at 03:35 PM by Hardyreels Hardyreels is online now
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    Always a pleasure when I visit one of your blogs Ard.

    Take care,
    Dan
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    Great story Ard...the little stream running through the ferns is a beauty
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    flyfisherz's Avatar
    Great blogs and stories. Small mountain stream fishing may be my favorite. Many people don't even consider fishing small streams when they pass by, I've caught 8-inch natives in streams you can step over.
    Zach
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