This past Wednesday, I met up with gentleman and superb fly angler, Tom Ogden. I have the greatest respect for Tom. He’s always treated me with kindness and respect even when I approached him as a complete stranger for the first time a few years ago with an email question about fishing in Southeastern, Utah where he lives and fishes. I first became familiar with his name while following his regular, detailed fishing reports on the Utah DWR website. I also learned he was a member of the Utah Blue Ribbon Fisheries Advisory Council for a time. I thought someone with his fishing knowledge, experience and skill could be of great assistance in evaluating one of my first generation Nadi fly rods. I offered to let him field test one and he was as detailed, meticulous and fair when reporting back to me about the rod’s performance as he has always been when posting fishing reports for the general public. (Did I mention he ties great flies as well?)
So when I brought up the idea of fishing Duck Fork Reservoir after he recently mentioned it was one of his favorite fishing spots in one of our email exchanges, I was pleasantly surprised when he agreed that we should meet up for a few hours of fishing there. So I drove to his home in Price and he drove us to Duck Fork Reservoir from there.
It was a great day of fishing even if it started slow in the cool, overcast, high mountain skies. The fish didn’t keep us particularly busy for the first two to three hours of our four hour visit, but they did occupy us with fairly consistent bumps and hits. Tom’s experience including technique and fly selection at DF helped him early on easily double my take, but he became very busy during the last hour when the sun broke through to stimulate the fish as they hadn’t been during the cool, overcast first few hours of the day.
Thirty minutes of my last hour in the bright sunlight was spent fighting and trying not lose the fish that I knew was a Tiger Trout at the end of my line and then, into the wind, paddling furiously to get over to Tom so he could take a photo of me and my 18 1/2 inch beauty. Another ten to fifteen minutes after completing that task was spent fighting another Tiger Trout which I thought might be larger than the 18 1/2 inch fish I had just released. It wasn’t longer–only 18 inches…darn!–but it sure seemed to fight a bit harder than the first; and the 18 1/2 inch Tiger fought like a champ!
I learned a lot from Tom Wednesday during our fishing outing and look forward to the next time I get to fish Duck Fork. It’s a sweet little res with beautiful Colorado River Cutts and hard-fighting Tigers and is remote enough to really excite anglers who like a high degree of solitude. (Count me in that group.)
Check out the little slideshow I created from photos Tom and I took. Unfortunately, I didn’t take any of him this time out. Next time, for sure.