High water and solitude on Kelly Creek


A few weeks ago we decided to take the camper out for a “test drive” so to speak, up on the NF of the Clearwater.  We knew the water would be really high still, but thought, what the hell—I can honestly say we will probably never again have the entire Kelly Creek to ourselves!  The few folks out there looked at us like we were loco…we eventually did see another rig with rods strapped to the hood so it was nice to know we weren’t the only crazies out there! 

We hit Moose Creek first, since it looked more fishable—I hooked into and landed a really nice Cut eventually…but the fiesty little guy flopped out before we got a picture—lesson learned today–I need to work on my fish holding skills–quite frankly, I suck at it.


We brought the dogs with us this trip, to see how they would do in the camper and hanging out riverside while we fished.  They did better than I thought they might…only running off a little ways at a time.  Muzzy was in heaven—of course he would have been happier if we were going for a  hike rather than fishing.  Beman was a little hesitant but did okay.  He wouldn’t cross the small, shallow side channels though…for a dog that LOVES the sprinklers, he is scared to death of slightly moving water.  With a lot of coaxing and coercing, we finally got him to cross–but he sure didn’t appreciate it much!

Having the camper was such an amazing change of pace to our old tent and mattress pads on the ground days…the weather was nice, so we didn’t have to hole up in it to stay dry or anything like that.  To be able to wake up in the morning and actually feel rested where you slept all night was AWESOME!    Cooking on the stove was great, and Beman sure got tuckered out and was able to crash comfortably on our bed.


We caught a few fish—nothing stellar, but they were good fish and on dry flies no less!  


Oh—-and for those that like the flora/fauna….the butterflies were amazing!  They were everywhere!

I also found my first “lost” fly box…unfortuantely for whomever lost it, they didn’t put their name in it—the box was pretty beat up and all the flies were damaged/rusted out from sitting up there all winter… I did find it amazing that there was a husk in it from a critter long gone…now hows that for irony!!

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