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One Hour on the Provo River
Nov 26th
I hadn’t been up on the Provo River for while and a few days ago in the afternoon I ended up talking to the “Dr” and we both wanted to go fish but we only had an hour or so. An hour is plenty of time, right?
I took some video of our very short outing. I was inspired by the VIDEOGRASS video from the Weber River that we put up a few days ago so I did a bit of editing. Enjoy!!
Pictures of the week
Aug 7th
This is why I fish throughout the winter
Apr 14th

I went up on the Provo River on Friday to hit the Blue Wing Olive hatch and almost turned around to come home.
As I headed past Vivian Park I started to see cars in almost every turn out spot. Usually when I am heading up to the river for just a couple hours I like to hit spots closer to the mouth of the canyon to optimize my fishing time but like I mentioned when I saw so many cars where I usually park to fish I kept going up hoping to find somewhere that I could pull over. I knew it would be busy even for a Friday afternoon but I was wishing to see a spot with only a few cars but every spot had at least 8 or more. As I made my way to the campground area I decided that I would just head home and not try and fight the crowds. When I reapproached Vivian Park as I was headed back down the canyon I thought I might as well wet a line since I was already there and that my best chance would be just above the bridge at Vivian. To my surprise when I got in the river there was no one with in a hundred yards of me and the fish were boiling. Needless to say it was an awesome day.
Watch the video in high quality to the see the fish rise (click the HQ button). In the part of video that I show the fish rising I counted 11 rises.
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Epic Day
Mar 8th
Here is another great post from the Frenzy’s own Travis “Dr” Gillespie. Travis writes is own blog called Xstream Outdoors and allows us to share his posts, check it if you haven’t.
Yesterday I was fortunate enough to find myself on the Provo River with friends along with one of the best midge hatches I have ever seen. Travis explains it better so I will let him do it with in his own words. I have added a few extra pictures that I have spiced up a bit. Enjoy!!!
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So I’ve been doing some thinking about what makes an “EPIC DAY” on the water. Is it the beautiful scenery one witnesses, the time away from real life, the fish caught or is it simply the friendships we gain and share? I guess it really just comes down to who you talk to and how they see their life. To me an “Epic Day” is something personal that I keep deep inside my soul, it is the one thing that I can have that no one else can take away or share. Its very personal.



So on that note, today was what some might call an “Epic Day”. With the OK from the wife and a few texts later, I had a crew of four die hard fishermen and fisherwomen, excited to hit the Middle Provo in the morning. We arrived at our destination at 8:45 am to the surprise of complete solitude. (Weird for the Provo River on a Sat.) Isn’t it funny how a little cold weather forecast will scare off most anglers. As we approached the river we instantly saw little rings of joy that would make any anglers heart start beating a little faster. After tying on some little Midges (#20-22) with 7X tippet, Mallary struck first with two quick hook ups. After that was the highlight of the outing for me. I casted my flies up the shallow riffle and WHAM! on the first cast I was hooked into a fat leaping brown on 7X tippet. It tried everything possible to rub or throw the hook, but after the air show was finished the big fish came into the net. It measured a true 21 inches with a great healthy girth. I was stoked! I could have ended my day right then and been completely content.
For the next hour we had a little calm before the storm, the hatch hadn’t really started yet, but there were just enough little Midges flying around to keep the fish looking up. We each landed a couple on dries, then just like clock work the weather warmed a little and the main event begun!!! Within a matter of 30 mins there were hundreds of fish on the surface sipping the abundance of clustered midges that layered the waters surface. It was an amazing site and the dry fly fishing for the next 3 hours was just plain old silly. With a good presentation, the right size of fly (Griffin Gnat #22!!!) no hungry brown could stand a chance.


The key was in the presentation!!! Accurate, soft casting was crucial to get the tiny flies to a trouts feeding lane without spooking them.
With the late addition of Big Hoss to our team. Hoss, Wayne, Mallary and myself had a blast catching feisty 14-17 inch browns until our arms were sore and our confidence was through the roof. But just as we knew it, great days must come to an end and the hatch was over and the fish went back to their beds. All we could say was “that was an amazing hatch”. So what makes an “Epic Day”? Well it’s all in the eyes of the beholder…

Fishing Summary:
Fished: 9 am-4 pm
Midge Hatch 9 am-3 pm (best time 1-3)
Flies: Orange Asher #16, Grif Gnat #20, Zebra #22, WD-40 #22, Single Midge #24, Midge Emerger #24-26.
Tippet: 6X-7X











This past week I was up in Missoula on business and of course had my fly rod and gear just in case I had time to hit anyone of the amazing waters there. I did have my heart set on fly fishing Rock Creek in Montana due to the fact that over the past year or so I have planned to fish it a few times, and for one reason or another couldn’t.
For the next two hours I scouted out a few more long runs and had great success with my setup. As we made are way up stream there was a point when I remembered something that I always do even when fishing the Provo River, which is, explore the aquatic life to see that the fish are eating. The water was absolutely frigged so I convinced Rob to stick his arm in the water to pull up some of rocks. What I found was awesome. We saw some larger size Mayfly nymphs along with a large Stonefly looking nymph that had green on the underside of its body. This greenish bug was about one and half inches long. Now I wish I knew more about entomology so I knew what this bug really was, but regardless it was a cool looking bug. Instantly I suggested to the fellas we switch up our set ups to a large Stonefly and size 16 or 14 Pheasant Tails and fish the same runs on the way back down the river. I was kicking myself that I didn’t remember to do this when we first set foot on the river, but better late than never.




































