Meg needed to fly to San Jose, CA for work. So, we decided I would head that way to pick her up for a week in the camper.
I was going to go straight to California to fish for a few days before picking her up, but it seemed like staying in Oregon was a better idea. I’ll let you know the exact reasoning in the next post.
If you remember on my first trip to the Chetco there were many restrictions on the type of angling allowed: Bobber or Strike Indicator were my only options. However, the regulations changed in mid-November to open tackle. So, I left the Rogue River and headed to the Chetco again. After all, I already knew where the fish were, had a great camp spot and knew the best restaurant in town where I could eat dinner with Trigger on the patio overlooking the river inlet. So, swinging a fly or using a spoon were on the table as well.
This was the river access point. This is not a secret: everyone knows about it. The way I found it wasn’t from a report, or local knowledge, it was from Google Earth picking the most obvious spot on the river.
I stopped to take a picture of the sign because there’s probably a good joke here. I don’t have one, but it’s got to be funny to someone…
I decided to fish this river for at least 3 days before heading south to San Jose. Sometimes plans do not work out.
Day 1: The best fishing I’ve had on this trip. Light rain but the river was crystal clear. The Salmon were starting to make their way upriver. All good…
One of the reasons this is one of my favorite spots to fish, if it gets too cold after a while, just go back to your house and grab some lunch and reset. Yes, at this stage I live in the back of a truck and if you love to fish, it doesn’t get much better. I know some people have giant RV’s with more room and amenities, but, try driving that rig up on a gravel rocky river without a paved road.
Day 2: River clarity and flow after heavy rains in the same spot…
The river at this level and clarity would be unfishable. Time to head south…