The last two days of fishing were spectacular. We all caught a ton of fish and a few that were taped at 20”. There weren’t as many reds in the water so that was cool. I still managed to land a couple of big reds on my 3-wt T-n-T. One of the reds actually bit me. He got a hold of my Gore-Tex jacket collar.
Once Matt was fishing up river from me and I hooked and landed my fish. His fish ran down river and I netted his fish with my fish still in the net. Another time, I hooked a fish and it ran down to Matt. He was trying to land my fish as his fish ran all over the place. It looked like he was dancing.
Another time, I hooked a dolly and fought it for a bit, then it through the hook which proceeded to snag a red. I had this red on for a bit until it shook the hook which proceeded to snag another red. Three fish in one cast!
Eddy hooked fish on the train trestle and ran down the embankment to land them. It was getting ridiculous how many times we hooked up. The fishing was great!
2003-04-29
Alaska - Ptarmigan Creek
2003-04-24
Alaska - Quartz Creek
We headed to Troutfitters from the Quartz Creek campground at about 7:30 AM. We spoke with a few of the folks there and they recommended fishing Quartz Creek. We replenished the beads with some of the hot “patterns” that they recommended and headed for the creek. We geared up and started fishing. Mike got into fish immediately as did Eddy, Matt, and myself. Matt landed a gorgeous fish that was sporting it’s spawning colors. We all regrouped with bead color, weight, leader setup, etc. It was a great day. The fish were plentiful and we all enjoyed ourselves.
A few days later
We decided to fish Quartz Creek again after struggling with the Russian Rainbows and Anchor Silvers. We parked off the main highway and started to suit up when a guy drove up and warned that he just spotted a large grizzly in the vicinity. We were all on guard.
We split up into pairs and all caught some great fish. Matt nailed a couple of great fish this day. I hooked a huge dolly that must have exceeded 24”. Fought it for a few minutes, and Matt and I chased it through 4 log jams before it broke me off. It was a real thrill.
