Wild Angels - Fuzz Guitar by Davie Allan

I had the good fortune of jumping into a phonebooth a couple of weekends back and finding myself onstage with the legendary Davie Allan. He gets the majority of the credit especially in North America for really setting the "tone" and laying the foundation of "fuzz" guitar. Numerous cool films including some of those great Peter Fonda biker movies utilized his music. If you look at the shaggy headed guy on stage right (to the left of the viewer), you might see someone daydreaming about big browns. Oh and YES, that is the Queen Mary in the background. The band got THE Queen Mary suite for the night. Remember, what happens on the Queen Mary, stays on the Queen Mary!

After the Walnuts

The 99 brings with it some great radio and I channel surfed between Johnny Paycheck and Keith Urban. Scary eh? It's growing on me. I was returning from Nor Cal where I helped with some family stuff and snuck in a crappie session at the old duck pond. It was nostalgia to the nth! I posted about it at The Spot's site ( http://fishermensspot.blogspot.com/ ). Anyway, WHO would take the 99 to return to LA from Walnut Creek? Well, them thar alterior motives kick-in and as the weekend partyers leave and the snowmelt continues to fade, the fish come out to frolic. Optimal is between 80cfs and the low hundreds. This gauge is located below some tribs too so one must learn to lean higher than lower when checking it out for optimal flows. It took me a good two or three years to get a grip on that math.



I was floored by the friskyness of the fish and all osrts of techniques worked. Timing was truly perfect. Had the flows been higher access would have been tough and had they been lower, the temps would have been higher. It was already swimmable warm which was scary. Large yellow stones, large black stones, caddisflies and ants a plenty.The best part of my trip was finding a yard sale as I left Walnut Creek that had some stove parts that I needed.

Ain't that America?

... with a suspicious length of PVC.

After the endorphin rush of Mothra Creek faded the jones for more adventure hit hard. A few days later and it was off to an equally remote locale with cougar prints and vestiges of a pot farming operation. Weird world we live in isn't it? Add to the mix a delightful population of very healthy salmonids of the European variety.

Ain't that America?

Mothra Creek

The wilds of So. Cal. continue to cough up all sorts of strange critters.

After a proper black diamond workout of road clearing.
A small team of fish-obsessed cats made it to shangrila. Sometimes stealthy and other times casual approaches brought us a wealth of RBTs.

Ironically, the fist spot we passed also coughed-up the best specimen upon our return.

This is About Water + AB 1253

Activism and being a California angler are one and the same; that is if you want people to catch fish a generation or two from now. This video illustrates well an impending issue of importance: AB 1253 Critical is the time frame. Please act NOW.



Details are all over the web. Here's a great destination: http://www.calsport.org/3-31-09a.htm as well as here: http://savedeltafish.wordpress.com/

Please note that many of our systems are highly interconnected. For better or for worse, stripers appeared in CA Water Project related lakes such as Pyramid, Castaic and Silverwood as a result of water being moved around. Everything is affected here. I share this as much out of curiosity and amazement as anything else. Bottom line, more creative and long-term solutions can be considered versus the continued abuse of our water systems. We anglers get caught in the crossfire. I also share this out of concern for the future.

The Hills Are Dead and Alive

A recent trek had not only trout make an appearance but also a number of random characters such as a dead fox, a cougar slaughtered deer(?), a VERY alive rattler and the telltale signs of Smokey himself! Hmmm am I forgeting anything? It was life and death in a nutshell. Pretty intense.





The gloves, for you black diamond trout folk, help reduce sun damage but really shine in giving you less fear when grabbing branches, bushwhacking, leaning on boulders and clearing plants that could be toxic. The gloves are certainly not ideal fish handling items but these were soaking wet and the fish was gently handled and quickly released.

The Hills Are Alive

With the sound of poppies poppies poppies!
Although I focus on the fish, the rest of the "picture" has to be taken seriously. Be it the reptiles, the birds and the flowers. Heck, even the ants (trout love 'em!). A recent jaunt with Jimmie Morales to work with a large crew of anglers in the west slope had us drowning in flowers. The fishing was a challenge because of the onset of snowmelt but the persistent and those who fished the edges carefully were rewarded.

And a closer look ...

And finally a little science for y'all... see these mountains in the distance?

Their coat of snow is melting and our crew was there just as it was kicking -in. Saturday the fishing was better. Turbidity, temps and flows (CFS) rose sufficiently enough on Sunday to put a damper on our friends, the trout.

Despite this, fish were caught and the glory of California was celebrated as places like Fargo suffered a blizzard.