On the Way to a Creek

Two or three times I’ve driven a great distance across a high plains desert to fish dry flies on a wonderful spring creek. It’s just miles and miles of sagebrush, the odd cow, then an unexpected crystal clear serpentine creek. Kind of a mirage.

I grew up in an eastern region with a lot of precipitation; green and lush three seasons of the year and where many small trout streams are canopied; and yet my favorite rivers in the west are out on the dry alkaline flats or ones that flow through barren rolling windswept hills. Go figure. I like the openness and the light, and that the trout are where it seems they shouldn’t be.

Here are some high-speed car shots on the way to the creek from several years ago…and the creek.

snow shot

dist sprink


sage poles



cows far



bit of rd

creek shot

glimpse of creek



the creek





5 thoughts on “On the Way to a Creek

  1. Hi Bob, it looks like a great spot for some spooky fish. And a great spot to get stuck in knee deep yuck. Better yet, I suspect that it’s best to stay out of the water altogether.

    • Les: That’s Silver Creek in ID…you’ve probably been on it. It’s hard to think of a more beautiful piece of dry fly water. Yes, lots of knee deep silt/yuck and spooky fish. A special place. Every time I return from a trip there I say to myself I’ve got to go back and spend more time.
      I see you were out on the Madison and picked up a nice trout on a dry and dropper. Pretty good angling for this time of yr. Look forward to future posts.

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