Day 3, All 4 of us got up early and headed for the Haig brown run again, pounded pinks on my Spey for a while. Fishing started to slow down, and i was switching flies. As I was switching the fly I wanted came unravelled, but I was so lazy I didn’t bother changing it. 3 Swings in I hooked up in a big fish, awesome fight for a good 10 minutes and landed a beauty buck pink at about 26” and 7 pounds.
Do I look happy enough?
I would figure from the hump plus the thickness. The fly was literally a piece of tinsel, with a silver bead and some chartreuse thread. We packed up the rods and headed to the gold. Not much action on a trail run I was told by Courtney (Nile Creek fly shop Owner) until I hit a beautiful 10-15 foot deep pool. I Put the orange and black bunny comet into the run and watched closely. I thought I saw a shape come off the bottom to take a look but wasn’t sure. I thought, might as well give a steelhead bomber a swing, first cast right on top a massive 26-32” Steelhead lifted from the bottom (at this point I had swallowed my tongue, **** my pants, pissed myself, soiled myself all of the above) and came to the surface, took one sniff of my dry and at the last second, turned away.. I can sure tell you I was a little heartbroken.
Came out of that run and hit the Heber river inflow. Saw many sockeye stacked up and jumping but couldn’t coax one. Then saw a beauty steelhead breech, along with a spring and then followed by a Coho..... NOTHING not a sniff from any of those fish. But I did have a cutthroat chase my egg pattern, but he then turned away. Packed up headed back to our cabin. Then saw the movie Dinner for schmucks. Great movie!
Day 4, got up as early as we could again for the last day of my cousin and uncles trip. Caught a whole ton of pinks again in the early morning still not getting boring, headed to the island pool on a Monday morning, but there was 14 people up and down the pool... ON A MONDAY MORNING! DONT PEOPLE HAVE TO WORK? Packed My cousin and uncle up and ran them to the airport.
I sight fished this guy, watched him pop up from the pod and take the fly right as I stripped it!
Day 5, just me and my dad, Flipped flopped on going to Qualicum area, decided to stay and fish a river renowned for cutthroat. What a great decision, 12 fish hooked in about 2 hours of fishing between 8-19” on the five weight for myself, and about 10 for the old man. I caught a beauty of a rainbow at about 19” that was great on the 5 weight, and as well as a dark pink on an egg pattern!
That night hit the Campbell and did well on the island pool. My dad lost another big buck but we hooked into about 12 over the course of 2 hours.
Day 6, we finally ended up moving from the Campbell, but only to fish the cutthroat river again. We had a few hits, but no hook ups on anything decent, just a 4” fish on a size 20 dry. Many big cutties spotted in a pool but they wouldn’t budge. We then head to the Qualicum beach/Bowser area. Got into the Nile creek fly shop. Picked up some flies and tube fly tying materials, and headed out to the big Qualicum = BUST, nothing, just tiny little fry along the river. Can’t really get much access as the natives have close the river below the hatchery! Very frustrating, but decided to hike a section. But that still Didn’t get us anything.
Day 7 final day, Slept in, so much for going to the stamp! Just stuck around Bowser and went into the Nile creek fly shop yet again. Decided to give beach fishing a try for the limited time I had. Lots of pinks jumping, but nothing in good range to cast too. I had 3 come about 30 feet in front of me but they wouldn’t take. Saw a few springs jumping, that was neat, I then threw on a popper for s*its and giggles and had an absolute shark come ripping in on it, but he never full commit and he missed the fly. Nothing on day seven, but we got to the airport and packed up. Awesome trip, could not have asked for anything better.