As I stepped out of the Jeep at the top of the hill parking lot, I could hear a familiar voice that I haven't heard in years - the voice of a river past. It's a strong voice, not like the whisper we have come accustomed to over the last 10 years or so. The rains of the spring and two significant rain events here of late have increased both the level and flow of Blue River. She looks like the river I remember 35 years ago.
I decided to fish Desperado Springs and wanted to cross over to the east side. It didn't take me long to realize that the floods had erected a number of obstacles in getting to the east side and let me tell you trying to get over there is a chore now. I'm talking about one good cardio workout folks.
Usually Desperado Springs is a awesome place and normally very kind to me, but it was a different story on Tuesday. One fish to hand and that was it so it was time to head upstream to Coyote Pass.
At Coyote Pass I broke out a pink Frenchie - a favored pattern of mine and one that had not been fished this season. The Frenchie took a bow on the first voyage and another shortly thereafter. Unfortunately, the pink Frenchie was lost at sea, but a new Frenchie tied out of CDC in the color olive went into action and picked up where the lost Frenchie left off.
The wind continued to grow so I decided to call it a day around noon. The fishing was a little spotty and I believe the increased level and flow of the river have given the trout reason to spread out into the many branches, forks, braids and channels of the south wilderness. With the trout hidden in these areas an angler could have a really enjoyable day exploring this water that seldom gets visited.
The flow of Blue River is holding steady at over 200 cubic feet per second. The normal flow, or at least what we have come to know as normal, is around 50 cubic feet per second. The river many of use to know is back. At least for the meantime.