Tailwater Tribe: A Trip Abbreviated: Every trip is a gift. The longer I live, the more I realize how precious each opportunity is. Each time I break down the fly rods and slide ...
Randy Berndt's Logo God has blessed me in so many ways. My beautiful wife, Laurie, allows me to fly-fish all over the country. Sometimes she accompanies me. But more often than not, due to a demanding work schedule, she is unable to go. I want to begin this post by thanking her for loving me enough to let me roam and scratch my itch whenever possible. My latest trip was a year removed from initial planning and originally was to be an extension of a two-week jaunt out west last summer with two of my closest friends, Randy and Jean Carr from Louisiana. We fished various trout rivers in Colorado, Wyoming, Idaho, and Montana and were scheduled to swing over to the UP (Upper Peninsula), or “upstate” Michigan to fish with another dear friend, Randy Berndt. ...
Nice U.P. brookie on a dry fly Randy Berndt: THE U.P. Fly Angler Behind the bar at Upchuck's: Just when you thought you had run out of uses for old chainsaws. IT WAS THE CHAINSAW behind the bar that struck my attention. Inside Upchuck’s Bar in Kenton, Michigan, the décor consisted of mounted deer heads, hockey posters, and dark wood paneling straight from the 1960’s. The chainsaw was a vintage two-man McColloch large enough to be repurposed as an apparel rack. Hanging from the yellow and silver beast were t-shirts and fleece jackets with the official Upchuck’s logo. My fishing partner Randy Berndt and I were taking a break from an early-morning bushwhacking hike to a remote stream where we had pounded brookies on dry flies and worked up a thirst and an appetite. We pulled into Kenton and bellied up to the bar for beers and burgers. As we waited on the bartender to take our order, Randy saw me staring at the McColloch. ...
It's Friday, Day 7 of the Tailwater Tribe Fly Fishing Tour. I awoke from my post at the Westwood Inn in West Yellowstone, Montana early, grabbed a tank of gas for Darth and got a cup of joe. I jumped on Highway 20 which runs Southwest of West Yellowstone into Idaho. Thirty miles later I arrived in Island Park, ID and paid a visit to Trout Hunters Fly Shop (see my link under "My Favorite Fly Shops."), These guys were extremely helpful with directions and flies. Found out that the PMDs were coming off en masse and that I was right on the "cusp" of the Green Drake hatch. With plenty of information and directions in hand, I departed down Idaho Highway 20 for Harriman's Ranch. I parked across the road, put on the waders and boots, assembled the Scott G2 and was off to the Ranch! There are no vehicles allowed on Harriman's Ranch property, so I had a 1.1 mile hike into the Henry's. The scenery was breathtaking in this scrub prarie landsca...
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