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Fly fishing guides in Indiana offering guided float trips for Smallmouth Bass in Indiana. We fish rivers such as Sugar Creek in Crawfordsville IN, West Fork of the White River in Indianapolis, Tippecanoe River near Lafayette IN.

2012 Indiana Fly Fishing Reports

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Brookvile Tailwater - 1/6/2012

Gage @ 4.97 and water temperature of 42° F.

Every Fall the Army Corp of Engineers drops the level of Brookville Lake by 8 feet to make room for Spring rains, giving them some degree of flood control for the areas below the reservoir. Since middle of October, the lake has been dropping, but the rain has kept refilling it! It rose nearly 4 feet during the rains before the holidays. Friday 1/6/12 was the first day that I had a chance to fish the tailwater since October. The flow was a little high but fishable. We couldn't have asked for a nicer day in the beginning of January... sunny with a high of 60° and a nice warm breeze out of the south! The only down side I could see was water was going to drop to one half of the flow of the previous day. This can have an adverse affect on the fishing (we call it a "Drop Day") as the trout seem to take several hours to adjust to new water levels in the stream. The day started out kind of slow but everyone caught fish and things turned on just before sunset. We caught trout on nymphs and streamers with the better fish for me coming on streamers late in the day. ~ Ed Devine

Mysis shrimp (the white goo) and scuds pumped from a trout's stomach.

 

2011 Indiana Fly Fishing Reports

 

Elk Creek, PA- 11/13-14, 2011

Conditions and timing we perfect for a trip to Erie, PA to fish Steelhead on Elk Creek. My buddy Mike had never fished Steelhead. It was about time to get him into some big fish. This was an "emergency medical fishing trip"... like a trip to the emergency room without the bills or some doctor telling you you're too fat. We left at 4am, drove the 6+ hours to Erie, PA, hit Folly's End for some flies, tin shot, and some wading boots for Mike, and were on the river by about noon. The water was lower and clearer than I have ever seen over there. There were fisherpeople everywhere and few fish to be seen. The fish that were visible were visibly "beaten" and suspended in that way Steelhead do when they just don't want to be messed with anymore. We did finally find a pod of fish in moving water that were somewhat active. We each landed one Steelhead and hooked several more, while fighting off the advances of some rude and pushy fishermen we ended up calling "The Red Horde". I am not shy about telling someone when they are infringing on my fishing territory, I just didn't know how to say it in whatever langauge they spoke. At least we got the shunk off of us and Mike got to feel his first "freight train" pull of a Steelhead. Off to dinner and early to bed to hit the river bright and early and find some untortured fish.

The next morning (in the rain, of course) we found about 15 fish laying in a deeper run in a pocket about the size of a backyard swimming pool. The fish were fairly fresh, un-pestered (un-pestered that day... it was 8am) and ready to play. We took turns in that hole for about 2 hours, and by the end the fish had all been caught/photographed/released and re-warned about those human things that come by and yank you out of the water. Once we started catching the same fish over again and they came swimming right for the net, we moved on and found another pod a mile or so upstream, repeating the actions there. By 2pm we had caught all of the Steelhead we needed to catch to keep the shack-nasties off of us for awhile and headed back to Indy.~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

Au Sable River - 10/24-27, 2011

With our 2011 smallmouth guiding season nearing an end, Eddie and I headed off to northern Michigan to see 2 old friends and fish the Au Sable with them. We drug my boat along so we could take them fishing with us and not impose on their hospitality by expecting them to guide us. On Monday we grabbed Kelly Neuman (a good friend and a great guide) and floated the Au Sable from Mio Dam all the way to McKinley... a 15 mile float. We were banging big streamers on 350gr sinktips, looking for trophy trout. It's not a high numbers game, but when it works you can find yourself tied fast to a real pig of a Brown trout. That kind of fishing is a crapshoot and you have to stay true to it and try to make it happen. It is easy to get discouraged and think about switching to a nymph rig and catch a bunch of fish, but when you see a 2 foot Brown follow your fly back to the boat and take a swipe at it, your interest in the process heightens. Even if the fish doesn't eat the fly, the prospect of having one do so is pretty engaging. The float yielded some nice chases but the biggest fish caught that day was 19" brown that Eddie caught using a black/chartreuse Gartside Beastmaster.

The next day we were planning on taking our other old buddy Bob Linsenman floating with us. Bob is a well-known guide/author/flyshop owner/big streamer guru and Michigan stalwart. He is also a pretty savvy guy, because when we met for breakfast and he looked at the sky, he suddenly had 10 vague things he had to do that day. Some of his excuses for skipping our float trip included: The dog isn't feeling well. My sister needs some help. I have an article due. It may rain and my firewood is gonna get wet, etc. Turns out he was pretty smart! It rained 2 inches on us in the 7 mile float from Comins to McKinley and we caught 2 smallish fish (12" & 15"). Everything looked perfect; Dark skies and water going just slightly off-color to mask our presence, rising water to wash lots of food into the river, and nobody in front of us on that stretch of river... first shot at all those pigs lined up to kill something. Oh well. The boat got an excellent "rinse off". We ended up soaked and had to lay everything out in the motel room to dry.

Day three: Eddie had never floated in one of the long Au Sable riverboats they use on the upper Au Sable (the "Holy Water"). So, since we were already up there, I booked a 1/2 day with Gates Lodge. It was bittersweet to be there. I hadn't been up since Rusty passed away. It was weird to walk in and not see him there grinning like a cat that just ate your best dry fly neck. Rusty's successor, Josh is a great guy and is making a go of the lodge and fly shop, keeping up Rusty's tradition of great flies (locally tied and reasonably priced), excellent guides, friendly atmosphere, and comfortable lodging. Anyway, after some confusion about which guide was gonna get stuck with these 2 old fat guys, young Matt Gerlac drew the short straw and off we went to float Stephan's Bridge to Wakeley Bridge. The river was up from the nearly 3 inches of rain the day before, the sky was gray an the day looked perfect for streamer fishing. Eddie and I both really enjoyed being "guided". We let young Matt tie on our flies, retrieve our snagged flies from the incredible amount of brush that has piled up along the banks, and land our fish. Within 10 minutes I had a 20" Brown and we expected more of the same action. Although we did catch some more fish, the sky lightened and the fishing turned slower. The Au Sable is where you go to learn to fish "suicidally"! Because usually only suicidal casts have any chance of cathcing fish. (The Au Sable is home to the "credit card drift"... if you can slip a credit card between your fly and the log, the fish won't eat it.) Well, it is also home to the suicidal streamer cast. For example, you may have to shoot your backcast between trees with low brush all around them and then drop your cast in the "V" between 2 downed trees (pointed downstream) and then let the fly sink in under the downstream tree, while keeping it moving and twitching and then pulling it out at the last second before it snags the next obstruction. Definitely not for the faint of heart or cheap people who hate losing flies.

Even though we didn't find the classic Fall trophy trout streamer fishing we were looking for, it was nice just to escape with my buddy Ed and have 3 days of fishing uninterrupted by life's minutae. Of course, the day we floated the upper Au Sable, Kelly had a banner day on the lower Au Sable where we had floated with him on Monday. He caught he largest Brown trout he had ever caught in the river... a 30.5" monster. Typical fishing guide... "You should have been here tomorrow." But then we weren't paying clients... just ne'er-do-wells that showed up with their own boat and handled 2/3rds of the rowing. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 10/16/11

Flow: 160cfs. Water temp: 55. Air temp: 70. Water clarity: low and gin clear

I had a few hours of downtime on Sunday, so I let the cool water flow around my legs. Flycasting can be so engaging... so therapeutic. I lost myself in thought... what could have been... what should have been... what is. Great old friends... thank God for them. Careers come and gone... what's next. Things I want to do, places I want to fish, music I want to play. It was nice... then this guy woke me up! That was nice, too. (In retrospect, perhaps I shouldn't drink tequila and then write fishing reports :-)

 

 

Tippecanoe River - 10/10/11

Flow: 525cfs down to 350cfs. Water temp: 61-65. Air temp: 65-80. Water clarity: 2-3 feet of cloudy visibility

Since the White was so low and clear, I decided to take Eric & Barbara Simpson up to the Tippi for a float. I don't know that river very well, having only floated it 5 or 6 times, but this was an exploratory trip with friends, so I didn't feel compelled to be "a guide" as much as fellow explorer (except I brought a kick-ass lunch including peaches in port and fresh eclairs... Eric felt I had reached a new high in my culinary splendor!). We left my house at 7am, met the spotter at 8:45, pushed off into the river by about 9:15 and headed off on our exploration. The river was running at 525cfs, which I thought would be minimum flow for the day. Within the first 1/2 mile we found fish in the faster rock gardens as usual. The long, slow pools didn't produce any action, so with 9 miles of river to cover we began just targeting the faster water and rowing through the slow pools unless they looked especially good, which many of them do, so perhaps we didn't move as fast as we should have. 9 miles is alot of water to cover... especially when the joker running the dam decides to turn the flow DOWN to 350cfs! Mid-afternoon I noticed that I was rowing harder and that the mid-current rocks had higher "wet marks" on them than I had noticed earlier. Soon, the current slowed to a crawl... the slow pools were covered with leaves and they weren't moving! The 100 yard wide riffles suddenly had 3 inches of water in them and we were in for a long slog. We did continue to catch fish in the faster water... not a banner day by any means, but slow, consistent fishing. We caught average smallmouth and Barbara got a freshwater Drum (Sheepshead) of about 5-6 lbs. The winning flies were chart/white Half & Halfs, Purple Darters, my deerhair diver, and some crawdaddy-looking thing that Eric picked up somewhere in his travels. The last 150 yards to the takeout at SR18 was a real drag, as was getting the boat up onto the trailer without being able to back the trailer into the water, since there wasn't any! What wasn't a drag was the company, the beautiful day, and the fact that we were out fishing when other people were being hard-working, productive citizens. I don't mind being a deadbeat. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

 

White River - 10/5/11

Flow: 160cfs. Water temp: 61-65. Air temp: 75-83. Water clarity" 5 feet of gin clear visibility

On a beautiful, bright early-Fall day, my buddy Scott brought his brother-in-law Chris out for an instructional float. Not Chris' first time flyfishing, but his first time casting from a drift raft, stripping streamers, etc. We rowed upstream, anchored up in "the spot", also now fondly known as the "Rock Bass Hall of Fame". We got Chris casting a small popper just to work on his presentation, but a smallmouth had other ideas, so we also worked on his fish landing skills. After that, I had hopes for an easy fishing day, but no such luck. The fish were buried deep in cover... not even in the deep holes, but hiding in cover. After digging as hard as we could I finally asked the guys to just try to lose their flies... to throw them so deep into wood cover that we might not get them back. After all, we weren't gonna need them to catch fish anyway! We did manage to pry a few fish out from under heavy wood cover. We finally found some fish that were in cover (under a tree in some dead fall) but were visible to us from the downstream end, so we did some "teasing the cat"... casting into the cover and luring them out. A few fish came from that hole and the sight-fishing was entertaining. Of course, we saw one monster smallmouth in there that just ignored us. As usual, right at dark as we were nearing the boat ramp the topwater finally turned on and a few decent fish were hooked. It was a fun day as it always is when Scott is in the boat. Chris did really well learning to cast from a boat and did get several fish. No explosives were used, but the tactic was considered. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 10/2/11

Flow: 200cfs. Water temp: 57-61. Air temp: 50-62. Water clarity: 3-4 feet of visibility

Two good friends joined me for a float... Eric Simpson and Bob Smith. Eric and I fish together all of the time, but I had been meaning to get Bob out for a float for several years since I met he and his sweet wife, Mary, at Casting For Recovery in 2005. Bob and Mary are among the kindest, most generous people I know, and I was honored to take Bob fishing. (Mary, your'e next!) We met at 10am and headed up to the put-in. The air temp was 48 but warming quickly... around 50 when we pushed off at 10:30. The water temp was a brisk 57, and I started to reconsider my decision to wet-wade, but too late... the waders were at home. I am never quite sure what to do this time of year. The water is low and clear, the skies are crystal bright, and the fish are schizoid! They are stuck between not wanting to eat because their metabolism is slowing due to the colder water, while at the same time having an instinctual urge to beef up for the coming Winter. I hope I am not perceived as insensitive, but I have to think this might be something like menopause for fish... I'm hot, I'm cold, I'm hungry, I'm stuffed, I love you, I hate you, I need you but get away from me! Wow.

So, to get started, we hit a big rock garden and took a chance on my topwater deerhair diver and a mid-column "BeastMaster General"... a Jack Gartside pattern that pushes water when retreived and then "swoons and dies" when left to drift. Surprisingly to all of us, two small bass hit the flies and we had the skunk out of the boat right away! However, the topwater action didn't continue after that. Once the sun rose high the fish ducked for cover. We picked up fish subsurface on various standards such as Clouser's Baby Smallmouth, Purple Darters, olive Schminnows (on sinktips), and tried unsuccessfully with lots of other flies. Eric is a great angler and always a willing "search engine", so he did lots of switching flies and tactics and helped find fish. Finally at 3:30 we pulled over for lunch. Lunch is frequently a day-changer. We relaxed in the shade, although the sun might have felt better... the wind was up and it was a bit brisk. After lunch I figured that the water was about as warm as it was going to get for the day, so we committed to topwater flies and started banging the banks with deerhair poppers. Although it felt like "Popper O'clock", nobody came calling on our offerings and Eric moved back to the Schminnow on a sinktip and started hammering fish again. About 6pm we came upon some Rock Bass and Smallies busting bait and the topwater action began... slowly at first, but as the sun dropped behind the trees, action increased. As usual I was STILL 2.5 miles from the takeout with about 2 hours of light left, so I jumped on the sticks and we skipped some slow pools that seldom produce fish (probably because I never have time to fish them properly). Once we hit the last 1 mile stretch, the topwater action increased as the light decreased. Bob hit me with a fish, but I forgave him. It was a small fish and it wasn't moving too fast as it had flown 40 feet from where he hooked it rather forcefully :-). That was great laugh! The twilight fishing was like a Summer night, with the biggest fish of the day caught in fading light, straining to see (or hear) the gurgle of the popper and the attack of a smallmouth. I wish I could have days like this with all of my friends. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

 

Casting For Recovery - 9/25/11

Casting For Recovery is one of my favorite events of the year, flyfishing or otherwise. CFR is a national organization that provides retreats (based on flyfishing) for survivors of breast cancer. The retreats are really more of an opportunity for the women to get together with others who have been through a similar frightening, life-changing experience. Flyfishing is really just the theme to give the participants something new to learn... something to focus on. As we all know, flyfishing will take you mind off of just about anything, so it has ended up being very therapeutic for many of the CFR participants from the 9 retreats that have taken place in Indiana since 2005.

"It was Grandpa who told me that nothing in life could be so bad that fishing wouldn't make it better, or, if not better, then bearable, or, if not that, then at least it was a way to pass the time while you waited for your luck to change." ~ Anon

Indiana CFR was originally started by Barbara and Eric Simpson with a great deal of assistance from Mary and Bob Smith. Last year, Barbara took on the role of Executive Director of the Indiana Wildlife Federation, and Mary stepped up to be the director of Indiana CFR... thanks to both of you for who you are and all you do to make the world a kinder place. They have pulled the retreats together, found the facilities (Wooded Glen), contacted the volunteers, and did everything they could to make a wonderful, healing weekend for the "ladies". We had a great retreat and I got see several old friends including Jim Williams (of Royal River Flyshop and Gander Mountain), Junior Burke, Cecil Guidry, Wayne & Tracy Woods (yep, she's still married to that guy!), Jeremy Weber, Bruce Neckar (who is the resident artist and does some magnificent illustrations for the event), Meredith Wilson, Desi Shidler, Eric Lee, Nelda Wert, medical facilitator Dr. Patricia Rae Kennedy, psychology facilitator Dr. Christine Ward, CFRs "sweetheart" Erica Sheets... a survivor/participant at the first CFR retreat who has since become an integral part of the volunteer team, and many other people who give unselfishly of themselves to help make the retreats possible. (Sorry if I missed anyone :-)

 

White River - 9/21/11

Flow 180cfs. Water temp 72-75. Winning flies: Clouser (tan/white), Schminnow (white), Conrad's Deerhair Diver, Bumblebee popper.

Author Jeff Stone has been taking flycasting and flyfishing lessons with me and has really progressed well. He fishes avidly and usually everyday at some point. We had fished ponds together and he had begun wading local rivers. So 9/21/11 was the day for him to try his hand at flyfishing moving water from a moving boat... a whole new experience for him. We set off on an 8 mile float at 9am. The water temp had warmed somewhat due to the warmer rain that had fallen for the 3 days before our float. We worked on fishing all of the water columns to give him experience with topwater, mid-column (floating line) streamers, deep-water streamers (sinktip line) and indicator nymphing. We dug hard all day long, doing our "9 to 5" work and catching a few fish. The fish he did catch were incredibly tight to wood cover. He'd have to cast suicidally into the wood and then let it sink before stripping. Jeff pulled a few fish out that way. Suddenly, at 5:30pm we rounded a corner into a run that I normally think of as "frog water". It looks good but has never fished well. Not this time! The run was on fire with smallmouth crashing bait. Jeff threw a bumblebee popper in and caught 3 fish on 3 casts. Then we rowed back up, got a few refusals, changed flies to one of my deerhair divers and picked up several more fish. By that time it was after 6pm and I had lingered in the upper stretch too long, so with still 3.5 miles of river to the takeout and 2 hours of daylight left, I started humpin' the boat downstream, only fishing the tried 'n' true spots along the way. We got into more topwater action as the day wound to a close and Jeff hooked the biggest smalmouth of the day. Having not yet experienced the fight of a big smallmouth, Jeff held on a bit too tight and dropped his rod tip a bit too low and the hook pulled out. Fighting big fish is more like a "handshake"... a little give, a little take. Not dominant, but firm and confident. Oh well... everyone has to lose their first big fish to learn how to fight them. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

 

White River - 9/13/11

I must have a screw loose! I don't seem to be able to go downstream until I have rowed upstream as far as humanly possoblie. I drug Ed into my insanity and convinced him the help me row (and drag) the boat upstream over a mile to see water that can't be reached easily any other way. We found some lovely water and a few decent fish. The river is narrow in this stretch so you are on top if the fish before you know it. We learned to fish from far upstream or bury the boat back under the trees and roll cast or just cast suicidally to reach the fish. It was a nice evening float with my buddy. A bottle of good tequila (Corzo) was a nice finish to a evening of fishing. ~Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 9/6/11

Flow 110cfs. Water temp 64-67 (ouch!)

A 20 degree drop in water temp in 3 days had me offering Scott and Max a "pass" on our float trip, but they held my feet to the fire and made me take them fishing.Tough life! A drop of temperature that drastic ALWAYS changes the fish's behavior as it slows their metabolism, alters the water chemistry, and changes behavior of the food sources they rely upon. Sometimes when the weather changes that quickly you can float and never see a fish... even the rock bass ("sorority girls") go into hiding. We pushed on about 10:30am in 64 degree water that was clearer than it has been all year (most algae dies in colder water), 57 degree air, and gusts to 25mph. The low had been 48 degrees just hours before and my expectation for the fishing was in the dumps. We rowed upstream to our "spot" and started out fishing a Clouser and a Schminnow, covering the bottom and mid water columns. Happily, a few small fish ate the Clouser (olive/orange) right away and we knew that fishing deep should be the answer to catching fish. But once we left the rock gardens in that run, aggressive fish were non-existent. We moved slowly, staying in the upper river to save some good water until the fish woke up. Meanwhile, we went through several fly choices, testing everything including a stonefly nymph under an indicator (which did catch a few fish). After lunch we put on 2 venerable flies, Clouser's Purple Darter in size 4-6 and Kelly Galloup's Conehead Wooly Sculpin in Tan (size 4), and started catching fish in the oddest places. We actually went out of our way to fish "unlikely" or grade B water and found smallish fish. As the water warmed to around 67 (5pm) the fish woke up a bit, and while no big fish were seen or landed, we ended the day with an acceptable 25-30 fish dug out through sheer determination on the part of Scott and Max. My shoulders are still sore from pushing the boat around in that wind, but I'd do it again to fish with these guys! ~ Jeff Conrad

Scott Brown /Jeff Conrad

PS: Max caught plenty of fish... he's was just camera shy!

 

White River - 9/3/11

Flow 90cfs. Water temp 84

Blake and I fished the White on Saturday. There is a saying that only mad dogs an Englishmen go out in the noon day sun, part of my heritage goes back to Wells (close enough) and I forgot to ask Blake his heritage, but we were out in record setting heat of 100°. I can't think of a better place to be in these types of conditions than on a river somewhere. As long as you have plenty of cool water to drink, some occasional shade and good company, it ain't so bad. Blake lives in Washington, Indiana along the White River there. He was in town visiting family for the holiday weekend and wanted to experience the White River closer to its source. Jeff is the normal White River guide but he was otherwise occupied with another obligation so I took Blake on his maiden upper White float. Jeff has been having banner days on the White here lately and I was glad to horn in on the action. Blake was quite amazed at the different character of the water here as compared to Washington, Indiana. The water was low and clear so the rocks, the gravel, the shelves and other structure were quite visible. We started the day about 11:00 A M with some quick top water action and a average smallie got the skunk out of boat no more than 100 feet from the put in. The sun was high so we didn't stay on top for long. We switched to some subsurface flies and they produced and produced and produced. With the water being so clear Blake had a blast watching the smallies chase and then attack the flies. We had an exceptional day with more than 25 smallies, a bunch of rock bass and the occasional crappie. The biguns eluded us but what the fish lacked in size they more than made up for in numbers. We spotted some bruisers on the move but we didn't get any good consistent shots at them as they were a bit spooky. We ended our day back on top and took a few more fish on poppers but the clear winning fly on the day was the Schminnow with a few of the bigger fish coming on clousers. ~ Ed Devine

 

White River - 9/1/11

Flow 100cfs. Water temp 82-87

My old friend and client Randy Wilson and I had a great day on the river. We were fishing by about 7:30am and back in Randy's driveway by 3pm, but we packed alot of fishing in those 6+ hours. Randy is a great angler, both fly and traditional,and really fun to fish with. He reads water very well and never stops fishing. Those 2 attributes make him "deadly". His shoulder is bugging him and he's scheduled for surgery soon, so flycasting was ruled out after about 5 casts. He broke out his spinning gear, his large collection of BARBLESS spinning lures, and off we went. A Pop-r produced a 17" fish within 100 feet of the boat ramp and the day was on. While topater didn't continue to produce, a variety of other lures did. Randy took fish on spinners and crankbaits. The real winner was some sort of Bill Dance fast-diving crawdad crankbait. It caught fish in every kind of water from 2ft to 8ft, slow/medium/fast. The highlight was the 22" Smallmouth that attacked the lure in a fast run... the largest smallmouth of his life. It was a real "goat-ropin" to get that fish landed, but Randy played him perfectly. The day goes down as one of the best fishing days I've seen on the White since 2007. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 8/29/11

Flow 120cfs. Water temp 82-87

Jazz guitarist Bill Lancton and vintner Steve Thomas hopped in the boat around 10am and we took off for a "low-water" float. The river was at 120cfs and the boat was at max-capacity with 3 hefty fellows on board. We rowed upstream about 1/4 mile to a nice rocky run that is one of my favorite places on the river for a few reasons, one of them being the fishing. We anchored up in the shade of an old sycamore and immediately found the "Rock Bass Hall of Fame". Bill must have caught 10 decent-sized goggle-eye in about that many casts. Conrad's Deerhair Diver strikes again! Once the leaders were tuned up and fishing well, we took off down the run and got a few smashing topwater kill strikes that set a happy tone for the day. Bill and Steve were casting well, the flyrods were balanced correctly for easy presentation, the guide chose the right flies, the water had about 3 feet of visibility, and we weren't working (well, I was). Once we fished down through the deeper water with topwater flies, the river flattens out for quite a while, so we switched to lightly-weighted Schminnows to hit the rocks in the shallow runs. One olive and one white to test the color preference... there wasn't one. Both flies took many small fish as we rowed through the shallows. Fishing slowed down as the sun rose high overhead, so we pulled over for lunch. When we started back down the river, Steve was fishing a Todd's Wiggle Minnow and getting hilarious chases and smashing takes. I love the way that fly pisses off Smallmouth! Soon both anglers were throwing those flies and raising fish that we might not normally have seen in the bright sun. As the sun dropped we switched back to the deerhair diver and fished the day away on the surface with lots of takes and plenty of fish landed. A good day for all. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

White River - 8/22/11

Flow 160cfs. Water temp 80-85

Tim and Joe joined me for an float. Tim is the CEO of Merchandise Multi-temp Warehouse and a long-time friend and client. We put on around 11am with a goal of fishing until dark. We had a "bluebird day, approx. 2 feet of cloudy visibility and enough water to float the boat with 3 of us in it except through a few of the skinniest spots, where we all had to jump out and drag the boat through gravel. Fishing proceeded at an acceptable pace... not a banner day, but somebody was catching a fish every 15 minutes or so. Schminnows, Murdichs, small hard-body poppers and deerhair divers were the succesful flies of the day. Due to bad timing on my part, we had to rush through the last mile of the float and only lightly fish some excellent popper water in that last mile. (Man, are we losing daylight quickly now!) By that time everyone had caught plenty of fish and had a fun day anyway. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 8/18/11

Flow 200cfs. Water temp 80-84.

Jack and Jim are members of Indy Flycasters and volunteers for the Project Heaing Waters group here in Indy. They're fun guys and avid anglers... we had a good day. The river is dropping and clearing quickly now and we're heading into our normal Summer drought and low, clear water. The fishing was spotty through the high-sun parts of the day, but we did manage to hoist some fish out mid-day with Clousers, small Half & Halfs, Schminnows and some nice terrestrials that Jack had tied. Strangely for this water clarity (3 feet of cloudy visibility), we caught lots of small-to-medium fish in the fast, shallow water on Schminnows. It's fun to watch them attack. Later in the day... around 5:30 we began to notice more surface activity and set Jack to the task of testing the topwater bite. It only took about 200 feet of river to figure out that the topwater action was heating up. So we put everyone on top and started catching Smallmouth in the most fun way on the planet... gurgle, gurgle, SMASH! My version of the venerable Dahlberg Diver brought alot of fish to the boat, as did Jack's terrestrial/popper. For the last 2.5 hours of the float the surface bite continued and didn't come to an end until we ran out of water! The end of the day brought fish for both anglers on their last cast. Uncommon fun! ~ Jeff Conrad

 

White River - 8/16/11

Flow 280cfs. Water temp 75-80

I had the pleasure of spending the day with 2 of my favorite people on the planet! Eric & Barbara Simpson joined me for a float to celebrate their 42nd Anniversary. (Barbara was not yet born when she was betrothed to Eric!) We had a great day on the water. Since the air temps had dropped to the low 50s for a few nights before, and cooler days (in the low 80s), the water temp had dropped approximately 10 degrees in those few nights. That tends to "postpone" the active feeding until later in the day. The water was an "opaque green" with about 2 feet of cloudy visibility. However, we still managed to find some willing fish on deerhair divers and Clousers (on floating lines), Murdich Minnows and Schminnows (on sinktips). Fishing was slow but steady most of the day until the last couple hours of light, when the topwater bite turned on like a light. Eric & Barbara probably caught 20 fish in the last mile of the float! ~ Jeff Conrad

 

 

 

Tippecanoe River - 8/13/11

Flow - 765cfs- steady flow all day. Water temp - 82-86

After nearly a month of record air temps and very little rain, the Summer weather has settled into a more normal pattern. Since the White has been so dirty looking, we took a trip up to the Tippi and floated Oakdale Dam to SR 18. The water color was not much better than any other water I have seen in Indiana recently, but we were there, and damnit we were gonna fish. (Plus the "Spotter" had already left with the car... more on that later.)

We shoved off at 1:30pm with Eddie rowin' and me throwin'. I prospected with a popper/dropper rig to see if anybody was looking up but still maximize effectiveness in my presentation.. The popper never got a sniff, but the Spoon Fly behind took 2 smallmouth... nothing big, but they ate! So I switched to a white Clouser and several fish took the fly. Almost all of the fish we caught were in rock gardens in faster water. The long pools didn't give up many fish except when there was a mid-current rock to throw at. After fishing the White and Sugar so much, it is temporarily disconcerting to ignore the banks and fish mid-river, but a few fish later it seemed natural, and roily mid-river water became the target. The killer fly of the day was Clouser tied blue-over-pink-over-white with a little bit of silver crystal flash. We probably took 18-20 fish on that fly. Nothing big... 12"-16", but nice healthy fish that would fight you to a standstill. I love Smallmouth Bass!

As our "bluebird" day progressed, the sky turned "interesting" and then "scary" and about 1.5 miles from the takeout the "gust front" before the storm blew us back upstream about 1/4 mile to Camp Tecumseh. There was no use rowing against it... I tried and could only keep the boat in place, never making any downstream progress. So we sat on the boat ramp at Camp Tecumseh and waited it out. About 20 minutes later the wind died down and we headed to the takeout in a drenching rain. We had contracted a local canoe livery to shuttle our car back downstream. When we arrived at the livery, we found that my car had been whacked by a very large falling tree limb, which broke the mirror and antenna and left a few minor dents. Then came the adventure of backing down a 60 degree boat ramp in the pouring rain and pulling the boat out.

Just another in a long series of "life adventures" caused by the deep, irrational need to flyfish. I know you understand. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

A Rant on Indiana water "quality"... 8/7/11

The upper White has been so dirty and disgusting looking since the extreme hot weather hit. For 3+ weeks, the river has been green/brown/gray and had only about 6 inches of visibility... certainly nothing I wanted to fish in, float in, take clients on, and especially not STEP in! (I have cancelled 15 trips... all but 3 of my float trips on the White this year!) So, on July 29th, after driving the upper river from Strawtown to Mounds State Park upstream from downtown Anderson, I called the IDEM inspectors to look the river over and see if someone had spilled something in it. The river below Anderson was ugly "pea soup", the river at Raible Ave 100 yards above Andersons sewage treatment plant was still quite ugly, the river 4-5 miles upstream in downtown Anderson was STILL ugly, so I drove to Mounds SP and saw that the river was fairly clear and looking good even though there had been over an inch of rain earlier that day. Final analysis... something is happening to the White River in downtown Anderson that is affecting the whole river system. Anderson is only one of 108 cities in Indiana that still has a CSO (combined sewage outflow) where sewage and stormwater share the same pipes, so evertime it rains, raw sewage flows into nearby rivers. Last year Anderson "contributed" 890 million gallons of combined sewage spilled into the river due to rainstorms and occasional equipment failure. The other cities that pollute the West Fork of the White River with CSO are Elwood (into Big Duck Creek and then into the White River), and, of course, Indianapolis with 5-6 billion gallons of CSO annually. Wanna know more? Watch this... http://www.wthr.com/global/story.asp?s=9260797 or read this lovely weekly sewer bypass report from IDEM... http://www.in.gov/idem/5105.htm. these will both give you something to think about in terms of how we allow our cities to treat the water we drink, fish in, and send downstream to our neighbors. If you get your hackles up about this like I do, contact your State Legislator and give 'em an earfull.

On the brighter side, I drove the upper White this evening (8/14) and saw that the water color was greatly improved from a few weeks ago. I'll float it this week if we don't get any significant rain and report later on how it looks. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

Upper White River - 7/14/11

Flow - 320cfs, Water temp - 74 to 76

Warren Vander Hill is a Muncie flyfisher, former Provost of Ball State and teaches the flyfishing course at BSU. He is a fun guy to fish with and is a "guide's dream"... he brings his own lunch! We set out for an 8 mile float and rowed upstream to a favorite hole. His 3rd cast produced a nice Smallmouth on a Deerhair Snack... my version of a Dahlberg Diver with a foam wing to help keep it afloat long after the deerhair is saturated. We fished the same 2 Deerhair Snacks all day, with a short intermission to fish a beadhead Murdich Minnow when the topwater bite slowed down. Warren has some serious endurance and fished hard all day. He reads water very well, casts very well, and knows his way around landing a fish. The end of the day brought an estimate of 40-45 fish, 1/2 smallmouth (up to 16") and 1/2 rock bass. No complaints! ~ Jeff Conrad

 

Brookville Tailwater - July 10, 2011

Gage: 3.07cfs, Water temp: 62

James is relatively new to fly-fishing and wanted to shorten his learning curve. This one of the primary reasons to take a guide as well as access, safety, local knowledge and experience. In fact, the way we see it is that after a trip you should be all that much more prepared to do it on your own. We kind of had the perfect storm of day to accomplish this as the morning was thick with fog, that broke to sunny hot weather and then they dropped the water on us. This gave us a chance at some early streamer action that lasted a little longer because of the fog and low light conditions. When the sun did pop out it brought with it a midge hatch that lasted until the CORPS dropped the water down on us. A drop day, as we call, almost always puts the fish in a bit of a funk as they adjust to the new flows, pressures and temperatures if that changes too. After that we took a little break had some lunch and waited for things to settle down before we went to nymphing. James caught fish on all three tactics and we has us quite a good day with better than 15 fish to hand and quite a few long distances releases that were no ones fault but more a function of the tinny flies we where using when they occurred. James is originally from Liverpool, England and as I had lived in England for several years (back in the 90s) we traded war stories of each others faux pas in the respective countries and had a bit of a laugh at each others mistakes. All in all a good day to be in the water. ~ Ed Devine

 

Sugar Creek 7/9/11

Flows 295 cfs rising to 433cfs

I was supposed to fish Eric Simpson and his wife Barbara Friday evening however Barbara had a last minuet obligation that prohibited her from coming along. Eric found himself another fishing date for the evening... our old friend John Freeland. John was fishing poppers and Eric fishing subsurface flies. It was "popper time" because John started the show shortly after he started popping along. We switched back and forth as poppers were not the only thing working... just the most fun. The count on the evening was 20 or so fish to the boat with a couple long distance releases. We also got a bit of a surprise when Eric tossed a clouser minnow into some roiled water and 20+ inch channel cat smashed it. At first we thought it was a huge smallie until we got a look at it but it was a fun surprise none the less. The winning fly of the day was Jeffs' Deer Hair Snack that he developed for the White River but, like most good ideas, it works just about everywhere, Sugar creek included. ~ Ed Devine

 

Upper White River - 7/7/11

Flow - 400cfs, Water temp - 72 to 76

I had the pleasure of fishing with Karl Glander and Al Fish... members of Indianapolis Flycasters. These guys are the young at heart, great fun to hang with, and excellent anglers. We floated 6 miles from noon until 9pm and enjoyed topwater action most of the day, although the big fish of the day (18") came on Al Fish's tie of the "Schminnow" in white. Karl fished deerhair divers all day while Al switched back and forth. It has been interesting to note that topwater action has been steady mid-day, mostly in the shade and then there is a lull in the popper bite at the time it would normally start picking up. So, from 4-6pm I have been moving away from topwater and having success with wonderfully simple flies such a the Schminnow and the Murdich Minnow, both in olive and white. I really apreciate simple flies that catch fish and only take 3-5 minutes to tie! BTW, I have been tying Murdich Minnows with a tungsten bead and fishing them on 12ft 4x leaders on floating lines. This gives it enough depth while giving the fly a nice jigging action. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

Sugar Creek 7/3/11

Flow - 310 cfs rising to 1,030 cfs

Todd Settle and I Went for a short float on Sugar creek on Saturday. It being the Forth of July weekend I figured it would be a bit of a mad house with campers, swimmers, canoes, rafts, inner tubes and all manner of floatable devices especially in the middle of the day. It had rained north of where we were Friday evening but the flows looked good so we went for a quick float to see what was going on. Well it was going on despite the flotilla of people on the river. We found some less than crowded areas and the smallmouth were cooperating. We caught no less than 25 average fish on sub surface flies and probably would have doubled that amount had we'd been fishing more than one angler at a time. That was until the water started to catch up with us. We noticed that water seemed to be changing colors and rising but it wasn't effecting the bite much at first so we fished on in hope that the last part of the float would keep producing and maybe giving up a few bigguns. We went to bigger more colorful flies towards the end and picked up a final fish close to the take out but the bigguns eluded us. Had the water stayed at the 310 cfs flows at the beginning and not gone muddy it could have been a float for the history books. Oh well that's fishing and still a good day. ~ Ed Devine

 

It is with sadness that we report the passing of Indianapolis Flycasters member Steve Burkett. While Ed and I didn't know Steve too well, many of his close friends are also dear friends of ours. We offer our heartfelt condolences at the loss of a "fishing brother". We can also report (much more happily) that Steve had an excellent day of fishing on the Brookville tailwater on June 25, 2011, a few weeks before his unexpected passing. Here is Ed's original report.

 

Brookville Tailwater - June 25, 2011

Gage @ 3.16 and water temperature of 61°

Steve and Sid are members of Indy Fly Casters club where I did a presentation at one of their meetings early this spring. They are both experienced anglers, a pleasure to fish with and have fished the tail water before so it was a fairly easy day for a guide. The nature of guiding is that more of the clients are closer to the novice side of things and want to learn, so instruction can be a big part. These guys didn't need any of that so we got to fishing and hook ups quickly. We started the day with streamers and the fish cooperated, starting (as with most fishing buddies) a friendly competition. That being said I have to confess something in that when Sid caught his first rainbow Steve said to measure it so he couldn't lie about it later, but in our haste to get it back in the water I forgot to measure it, so Steve... when I told you it was 13 1/4 that was an estimate. It could of been that or a bit bigger but no more than 14. Now that the air is clean I'm sure the razzing can continue. Anyway they picked up over a dozen fish with a bunch of long distance releases as the fish have been taking flies more gingerly than normal and there was no clear winner on the day. ~ Ed Devine

Steve Burkett at Brookville on 6/25/11

 

Brookville Tailwater - June 24, 2011

Gage @ 3.2 and water temperature of 61.5°.

Kirk Gibson and I fished Friday afternoon/evening at the tail water. Kirk and I have been trying to fish together since late January and the weather had zapped us in one way or another every time we had tried. It seems only fitting the we arrived at the tail water to get rained on soon after we started. It wasn't anything threatening or dangerous so we put on the rain gear and fished. The fish are already wet and sometimes trout turn on with a change in weather. Kirk is fairly new to fly-fishing and lives fairly close to the tail water so he wanted to get to know the stream. We fished until dark thirty and tried to cover all of the stream for future reference. We would have covered the entire stream had it not been for interruptions of hooking up with a dozen or so fish. We had as many long distance releases as we did fish with the bulk of the landed fish on streamers. Nymphs were working too, however the fish didn't seem to be taking them with the normal gusto accounting for most of the long distance releases. ~ Ed Devine

 

Brookville Tailwater - June 14, 2011

Tail Water gage @ 3.2 and water temperature of 63° F.

Jeff and I Hit the tail water Sunday and I went again on Wednesday evening of this week. The rainbows have seemed to have settled in nicely and the high waters from the recent record discharges has helped to disperse them from their stocking sites. We have been catching bows from the beginning to the end of the tail water. They are eating well, have grow a bit from when they were stocked (a month and a half ago), are in good health. Most of them are kind of carbon copies of one another as they are fairly fresh from the hatchery. We have also been catching browns although not quite as many as usual. I think the new bows are grabbing flies a little quicker than the more wiley veteran browns that have been there for at least a year and are fussier about what they eat or how it is presented. This too shall pass, as it already seems that the bows are getting more selective in what fly and drift is working on them. Nymphs have been the ticket with a few coming on streamers. We have seen a few caddis plus some midges in the evening however not enough risers to justify changing over to dries or at least not yet. Ed Devine

 

 

 

Brookville Tailwater - June 10, 2011

Flow = 100cfs. Water temperature = 62

I was joined by Andy and Dave from Cincinnati for an instructional wade trip. Just as I arrived around 11am the water dropped from 250cfs to 100cfs. "Drop days" are usually pretty tough... at least for the first several hours after the water drops. This one was no different. The fish run to the only deep holes left, so if you're not in one of 3 or 4 key spots there aren't even any trout to fish to. We fished in the sun, rain, hail, fog and then sun again as the day went on. About 4pm the fishing turned on like clockwork and the guys landed a few fish each, missed a bunch more, and learned a whole lot about nymphing and presentation, including stack mending. The day ended up a success after a slow start. Nymphs were the answer of the day. Only 1 fish came to a streamer. One angler that shared his hole with us (thank you, sir) was cleaning up fishing a midge emerger under an indicator. ~ Jeff Conrad

 

Sugar Creek - June 2, 2011

Flow = 550. Water temperature = 72

We hit Sugar Creek for a afternoon/evening float. I hoped the popper bite may be starting with the warmer weather we have had as of late. Todd Settle and I got on the river about 3:00 P. M. with the plan of floating until dark. Things started out as usual with a few average fish on streamers. We saw a few fish busting the surface and chasing baitfish out of the water, which brightened our hopes for some fish on poppers. The popper bite never developed but we cotinued with streamers and they produced as usual. In fact they produced a little better than usual with a 20 plus inch fish for Todd.
Ed Devine

 

Upper White River - June 1, 2011

Noblesville guage at 1200cfs - water temp 70

After 2 MORE WEEKS of rain, the White is finally dropping, although I can't say t is clearing. The water color is still ugly... more brown than green... but the fish are voracious. The water temp is rising and turning on their metabolism. I waded the Noblesville stretch for a few hours and picked up this lovely fish on a Clouser Darter tied in crawdad colors. Jeff Conrad

 

Upper White River - May 8, 2011 (Mother's Day)

Noblesville guage at 1800cfs - water temp 58-60

I couldn't take it anymore! I didn't care if the river was running through the streets of Noblesville, I was gonna fish some moving water or die trying! I'm sick of ponds. The river has been blown out since the day after my last report (4/3). The river still has significant color and the flows are pretty high, but the water temp was 60 and the fish were actively feeding in the eddies and side channels. I fished from 5-8pm and cleaned up on the White River grand slam of Smallmouth, Crappie, Rock Bass, Largemouth, and Carp. A heavy olive/white clouser with orange eyes was a good choice, but then later in the day the Purple Darter was a good selection as well. Let's hope the rain holds off so we can FINALLY get some Spring fishing going before Summer is upon us.

(The rod pictured below is a boat rod I built as an extra for guide trips. It's a 9ft, 4pc, 6wt loaded with a 7wt line. An inexpensive kit from www.jannsnetcraft.com. The whole rod was less than $120. Quite a good fishing tool for that price.)

Sugar Creek - April 14, 2011

Water temperature 44.6

Todd Settle and I hit Sugar Creek for an evening float. The rains that affected everything else didn't hit it so much and the water was fine (350 cfs) albeit still a bit chilly for smallies (or at least I thought so). The warm weather must have got the smallies going because we had a rather productive evening with better than 20 fish to the boat and a long distance release or two. It looks like spring is beginning to spring and time to start thinking about smallies as the weather warms. Ed

 

Upper White River - April 3, 2011

Water temperature of 48-52°.

I waded the Upper White in 2 spots today. The look and feel of the water and the healthy looking fish gives me hope for the 2011 season. While the fishing was slow I did manage to find 12 fish from 9" to a hefty 17". All fish took a tan/brown conehead Wooly Sculpin. I found the fish mostly laying in 3-5 feet of water in slower pools with dark bottoms. They were holding over the dark bottom to warm themselves up and in the slower pools to avoid fighting current. I did cast through some heavier water, but had no takers. If the water keeps dropping and clearing the way it has been we'll have a banner early Spring of fishing.

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