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Ronan's report

Friday 9th April, 2010

Harps talked about the weather here a bit in his last FP Shifting Eyes, Blowing Smoke, but man what a frigging mood swinging Bitch old Mother Nature can be.

Andy (Trout Hunter) and I went fishing last week, Thursday, the day started off nice and sunny but a bit windy +80Km winds so fishing secret river P was out of the question, so off to the Crowsnest we went. I had already told this river to piss off (30 stitches 2 lag screws) and it came back and bit me, not a single fish to hand all day, but what a day!.

As we came over the hill we hit that magic spot where either the temps soar and the winds rage or the winds rage and the temps plummet this time is was a drop the liquid sunshine also started to splatter the window of the car. I started to laugh at this point a slight nervous laugh, because I was in my wife's little Toyota Matrix, great summer commuter car, but not so great in a spring snow storm.

We rigged up in the rain, walked the back road to the access, it was nice and sunny, at the access we met an older fly fisher who asked for a bag to put a fish in, that set the guard hairs up as it is all catch and release for a couple more months, but and there is always a but for Rocky Mountain White fish, and he had a nice one, I gave him my lunch/garbage bag we chatted for a bit wished him great luck, the fact that he had caught a fish gave me hope, as we worked our way down stream, the weather changed several times, as we got to a long pool things took a real interesting turn and this is where it became epic!

There was an armada of midges and BWO floating by and squadron of beautiful Rainbows proposing to take them on top in a horizontal snow storm . I threw everything I had in my fly boxes at them size 24 Griffiths knats, every variation of BWO, emergers, and some that I just hoped where close, I even forgot to take pictures, Andy just stood on the cliff face in the west wind, wondering what came over me why was I so determined to get one of these fish? I explained that catching a Bow in these conditions was epic it was just KOOL! Denied time and time again. Well Andy and the Dogs started to look like snow men I got a little wild eyed, and reluctantly agreed to move on. The rest of the river was great fishing but the catching was missing. We packed it in at the spring hole, and called it a great day, the Crow and Mother Nature had their revenge!

Fast forward to Tuesday and SWAB got hit with the worst Spring snow storm in 40 years! 22 centimetres of Snow and sleet in 18 hours, The next day, Wednesday I was going to go to Calgary and fish the World Famous Bow River for the first time with Sexy Loops's Charlie the Tuna and in the evening give a presentation with CTT to the Hook and Hackle Club about PHWC. Well I chickened out on the drive from here to Calgary. Ann's Toyota Matrix would just not cut it on this day.

I may have to compromise on my parameters for a "Fishing Truck" finding a "Toy" is becoming impossible, so a Mazda or a NA Truck may have the honour. The weather changed again by mid afternoon to warm and sunny Ohhhh well, hopefully this fills the reservoirs and helps the rivers.

Two men were driving through Alberta when they got pulled over by an RCMP officer. The cop walked up and tapped on the window with his night-stick. The driver rolled down the window, and WHACK, the cop smacked him in the head with his night-stick.

"What the hell was that for?" the driver asked.

"You're in Alberta son," the cop answered. "When we pull you over in Alberta, you better have your license ready by the time we get to your car."

"I'm sorry officer," the driver said, "I'm not from around here."

The cop runs a check on the guy's license--he's clean, and gives the guy his license back. The cop then walks around to the passenger side and taps on the window. The passenger rolls down the window, and WHACK, the cop smacks him on the head with the night-stick.

"What'd you do that for?" the passenger demands.

"Just making your wish comes true," replied the cop.

"Making WHAT wish come true?" the passenger asked.

"Because I know your type," the cop says, "two miles down the road, you're gonna turn to your buddy and say, 'I wish that asshole would've tried that crap with me!'"

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