Its been a while. Once again I got to go to Bollibokka club on the McCloud river. This year as an aid/helper/cook/fly tyer. This is a special place so I felt I had to share a little. From the moment we arrive we run into all sorts of wildlife, like giant day glow hoppers with blue eyes.This thing was around as big as a salmonfly.
We had a resident hawk that liked to hang out and watch for mice.
“What do you want?”
We had a wide range of anglers, some had never fly fished, some had fly fished all over the world. Steve here was learning the fine details to a good high stick and swing.
Kevins’ first experience with fly fishing….
Fish on! Redding-area guide Billy Downs knew where to put Kevin for a hook up and was quick with the net.
Not bad for your first fish on a fly….
At night I could hear rustling in the bushes while we enjoyed our cocktails. I broke out the headlamp to investigate and we found giant toads as big as a softball.
Breakfast of champions
I ran into a ton of other critters like this Preying mantis. He seemed very ADD. He also seemed to think my camera might be food…
“Oh hey there…”
“who are you?”
“OH CRAP BUTTERFLY MUST EAT”
“Damnit hes gone..”
“Hello there again..”
“Awww dont go away…”
Here’s a new killer that hasn’t grown his wings yet.
It was an epic week of fun and fishing, sights of landscapes and all manner of creatures, it breaks my heart a little every time knowing such an amazing ecosystem is probably going to end up under Shasta dam. We left sad, but content with steelhead on our minds. We were off to the Trinity to swing flies on our spey rods, but that’s a story for another day….