The journey to America - <in swedish>
June 11, 2011
The start of my first trip across the Atlantic ocean began at 4:30A-
up and away to the airport and the first of three flights before I
arrived at my goal, Pagosa Springs, Colorado. The flight was on
schedule and I landed in Chicago at noon local time. The next flight
was not until the next morning so I went into downtown Chicago to kill
some time. With the time difference in my body and a big backpack on
my back, it was a pretty tough afternoon - I walked around, shopped a
little, ate a snack and then I was satisfied. I went back to the
airport and checked in to the Hilton - today's top decision - went to
sleep like a clubbed seal around seven.
June 12, 2011
Woke up at 2:30A and could not sleep anymore. Well, just to wait for
the next flight, which took me to Phoenix. And in Phoenix additional
pending before the last flight to Durango. Once there, I picked up my
rental car, a Chevy Cruze, and an hour later I was finally in place in
Pagosa Springs.
Pagosa Springs is a pretty small place that is most famous for its
natural hot springs. The local situation in relation to the Rockies
and adjacent desert plateaus give it a unique microclimate with 300
days of sunshine per year, while there are four distinct seasons with
really snowy winters.
The city is surrounded by the 3 million acres (12,000 km²) large San
Juan National Forest, and adjacent to the largest wilderness area in
the state of Colorado, Weminuche Wilderness.
The rest of the day I installed myself at Pam and Tom at Be Our Guest
Bed and Breakfast where I would spend the next 13 nights.
June 13, 2011 |
June 14, 2011 ![]() Williams Creek is a relatively small river compared to what I'm used to fish. It flows through dramatic scenery and the rapids is quite fast - no still water here. The fishing method was also unusual for me - we would fish with sinking flies in a way I never had tried before. Joe made me a rig that from the end of the fly-line to a head was rigged with a float, lead sinkers, a big attractor, and finally a small nymph - all on a suitable distance between each other. This kind of rig was by no means unusual in the United States. I used this kind of rig throughout my trip, but as the waters fell, the lead could be exchanged for another fly instead. They did not make hangers which I was familiar with from our own classic treks. Instead they, when tying in a "between the fly", they tied it in as a usual end fly, at the end of the leader. Then they tied a new piece of line to the bend of the fly and continued the rig in that way. I have a feeling that this approach reduced the amount of clutter somewhat. This type of rig was to be fished upstream, and as soon as the float made an unexpected movement or fell through the surface, you had to be alert and tighten the line. The method truley worked and I got some fish, but it was not always easy to tell when it was time for the counter-thrust, and even a bit frustrating to lose so many flies when they got stuck in the bottom. This was just something to get used to the claimed Joe. ![]() Hopefully the Stonefly would start to hatch a bit more frequently in the coming week, and then it would be time for dry fly fishing instead. The Stonefly was a really large dragonfly that is unlike anything we have in Sweden, and the trout could become as crazy when they hatched. |
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June 17, 2011 After three intensive days of fishing and rafting, I needed (and especially my back) a much needed day of rest from physical activity. Got massaged and followed up with a visit to one of the plants with hot springs - a peaceful and relaxing day. |
June 18, 2011 ![]() The most difficult fishing day so far on my trip, but I got a handful of brown trout and rainbows at least. Just before I was on my way home I met a bunch of fishermen and asked how they were doing. They had not had a single bite all day, so I do something right after all! |
June 19, 2011 ![]() Stopped fishing quite early and took it easy the rest of the day - strolled around in Pagosa and finished the day off with a tasty dinner at one of the city's better restaurants. |
June 20, 2011 ![]() Continued the day with a visit to the Rocky Mountain Wildlife Park which is located about 5 miles from Pagosa Springs. I got there just in feeding time for the animals, which included a guided tour through the park. The park held a number of the animals residing in the area; elk, grizzly bear, black bear, bobcat and mountin lion. Elk was the only animal of those that I managed to see when I was out on a fishing trip, and I am just as happy - would probably had not appreciated an encounter with a grizzly. However, it was not bears and mountin lions you should beware of when you were out for fishing (it was extremely rare to meet a predator in the open air) - what you had to watch out for was snakes. Was lucky to avoid meeting such during my stay. |
June 21, 2011 Time for a big fishing day again! It was a glorious morning - not a cloud in the sky, hot and windless. Started of by trying Williams Creek Reservoir - it was flat calm and you could see some fish taking insects in the surface. Tried to fish dry, wet and streamer, but with no results. Beside me sat a family that was using worms, and they got some fish now and then. As usual, it appears that the worm is best regardless of the water you get to (except Stora Harrträsket of course). Tired pretty soon and went off to Williams Creek instead - may try to pick the lock for success in the reservoir at another time instead. ![]() Fished myself down to the fence and it went really well - several trout and a few rainbows, and some were quite decent. Turned and began to fish me upstream through the other side, and a bit up, I found a small pool I had missed on the way down. The pool instantly gave me a trout, a couple of throws later, a dropped fish and a few throws later, a giant blow! The fish was huge, I felt it immediately - much bigger than everything else I had on the trip so far. It made a short rush and then just stopped at the bottom of the pool. There it stood and I could not get it to move. I put such hard pressure on it as I dared, but it refused to move. Just below the pool it was quite powerful rapids, and a lot of tree debris in the river, so I did not dare let go of the pressure - I did not want it to go downstream because then it would definitely be lost. I began to gradually bring myself closer to the fish and started to think about how I could get it to start moving when it suddenly came loose. The hook just lost its grip, and had also begun to straighten out. No nice feelings after this blow and it took a while before I could continue fishing. ![]() A good day of fishing that could have ended in success if the big one had let itself be catched. |
June 22, 2011 ![]() We started the tour with dry fly fishing, but it produced no results so we switched to wet flies after a while. Mike steered the raft past the rocks and falls and made sure we approached the streams and pools that were interesting in a nice way. In some places you could stop for a while in a backwater and fish an interesting pool with several throws, but usually you only had one chance to hit the right spots. Despite my unfamiliarity with this type of fishing from a boat, the fact that I still miss too many counter-thrust, and that language problems made me occasionally misunderstood my guide's commands, it did not take long before the first nice rainbow was caught. Followed it up with a nice trout, and so it went on - every now and then a nice fish sat on the hook. ![]() I highly recommend this trip and would love to try it again - but before then I have to practice more on fishing nymphs with floats, so I dont miss as many fish as today :-) |
June 23, 2011 Just a short fishing trip today. I went off and tried the East Fork of San Juan for an hour in the morning, but with no results. Stayed only one hour since I had booked an appointment with aBODYofART.com for the purchase of a physically permanent memory of this wonderful holiday - it took the rest of this day to complete. |
June 24, 2011 ![]() An incredibly hot day, so I stopped fishing about an hour after lunch time. The rest of the day I relaxed some, and packed all my stuff preparing for my trip home to Sweden. |
June 25, 2011 Up at 03 to begin the journey home. More than 24 hours later, at lunchtime Swedish time, I was finally home. By car from Pagosa Springs to Durango, wait for the flight, fly from Durango to Denver, waiting for the flight, fly from Denver to Chicago, wait for the flight, fly from Chicago to Stockholm, and finally car from Stockholm to Sundsvall - quite a trip. Nice to be home again, but I know I will long to return to Colorado. |
Finally, I really recommend Pagosa Springs and its
sourrundings as a place to visit - a great place to be! |
Thanks to - Pam and Tom at Be Our Guest Bed and Breakfast - great breakfasts, cozy accommodation and a good company. - Joe and the others at Wolf Creek Anglers - a warm welcome, professional tours and other assistance during my stay. - Markus at San Juan Sports Massage - fixed my back, and thereby saved my stay in Colorado. - Dan at Pagosa Outside Adventures - an amazing whitewater rafting with a professional and nice guide. - Kelly at aBODYofART.com - a job well done on my left shoulder. - all the other nice people I met during my stay in the U.S. |