Beulah Platinum Single-Hand Rods, MX Fishing Report, Sea of Cortez Fly Selection For Success, Nautilus Reel Discount, Steelhead Junkie

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Beulah Platinum Single Hand Rods
8' - #3 10' - #3 8' 8" - #4 10' - #4 9' - #5 9' 6" - #6 9' 9" - #7
Listen-up! There's a new player in the fly fishing game. The name is Beulah Platinum.
Actually she's not new, and been around long enough to be totally proven.
No other rod series delivers this much quality, for this amount of money. No one, none, nada!
Beulah Platinum is preferred by some of the most elite professional fly fishing guides in North America!
Beulah pushes executable performance with actions that fit the widest majority of anglers of all experience levels!
There is just nothing the matter with easy (especially for you and me).
Beulah Platinum Rods are just plain beautiful, befitting a sport filled with beauty.
Beulah Platinum Rods offer a salute to every fish and every fisher.
Beulah Platinum Rods feature feature craftsmanship that is unsurpassed by any custom rod shop.
Beulah Platinum Rods are practical and durable under field conditions.
Beulah Platinum Rods come in all the perfect sizes needed for trout fishing! FlyFishUSA has them all in stock!
$395 - $425, includes a durable custom rod case and partitioned rod sock.
 
Adiós Nautilus - FWX, CCF-X2, NV, NVG, NV Spey Discount!
Nautilus Reels Moved to Bargain Page
 
Loreto, MX Fishing Report

We are in Loreto now. There is plenty of bait for chum, and it is easy to get. There are a lots of small Dorado and they are close in. There is no sargasso this year and larger Dorado are hard to find. Shoreline fishing for snappers, grouper, etc., is good. Sailfish are avilable in good numbers. Water & air temperatures are perfect.

 
Sea of Cortez Fly Selection For Success
Listed below are some of the most popular and proven flies for the Sea of Cortez during the summer months. As an incentive, we are offering a 10% discount and a Free Custom Logo Interlocking Fly Box, which normally retails for $9.95 with each $100 fly purchase. This combined offer is good until August 31, 2015.
Many anglers don't realize that ocean fish can be just as selective as spring creek trout. That doesn't mean that these saltwater predators can't be totally opportunistic, but sometimes they can also get keyed onto on a certain size and color of bait, and won,t even acknowledge a fly that looks like anything else.
Roosterfish can be exceptionally discerning and picky. Often they will charge a well presented fly, only to turn away inches from your offering, and then drift off uninterested. Sometimes a change of fly patterns will get a hard strike from the same fish.
Even chummed Dorado, which are normally as selective as a school of hungry bluegills, can go totally cold on a certain pattern. It pays to have a selection containing both surface and sub-surface flies. It also pays to have several outfits rigged-up in your boat, as taking time to re-rig can lose enough time as to have a whole school of fish completely disappear.

 

Dabloon Sardina Mark's Sardina
This is a rugged adult Sardina pattern tied from natural fiber, a proven Dorado getter. This is the most proven Dorado fly for the Sea of Cortez. Also is deadly in the Caribbean, and all warm saltwater.
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SW043 Dabloon Sardina, SIZE 4/0
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3 for $17.85
NOW $16.00
Sale Ended 25622 Mark's Sardina, SIZE 1/0
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3 for $29.85 NOW $26.55
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Crease Fly, Black Back Crease Fly, Olive Back
Crease Flies were originally tied for striped bass in the eastern U.S., and have become very popular in the Sea of Cortez Crease flies are made from mylar coated foam sheets, so that they float, and wiggle when retrieved.
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16705 Crease Fly, Black Back, SIZE 3/0
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3 for $20.85 NOW $18.75
Sale Ended 17750 Crease Fly, Olive Back, SIZE 3/0
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3 for $20.85 NOW $18.75
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Gurgler, Red & White Bright Dorado Popper
The Gurgler type of fly became popular with guides fishing baby tarpon & snook in the Glades. Dorado love them too. If you think that surface fishing for trout and steelhead is a gas, just pull this popper in front of a big bull dorado and see what happens.
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SW076RW

Gurgler, Red and White, SIZE 3/0

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3 for $17.85
NOW $16.00
Sale Ended 24392 Bright Dorado Popper, SIZE 3/0
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3 for $17.85
NOW $16.00
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Bubble Head Popper, Olive EZ Mack
We started using this popper in about 2006, and it quickly became our favorite. some trips it is all you need for dorado. Mackerels are are important bait fish in the Sea of Cortez. Sardinas and Anchovies might be more important, but the largest dorado are usually caught on mackerels.
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468M-93 Bubble Head Popper,Olive Back, SIZE 3/0
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3 for $20.79 NOW $18.70
Sale Ended SW043GN EZ Mack, SIZE 3/0
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3 for $17.85
NOW $16.00
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Steelhead Junkie: Entry #11
By: John Keyser
My first steelhead took my fly on a clear, crisp September morning in 1981. We were camped on the West side of the Macks Canyon section of the Deschutes River in Central Oregon. My family and two friends were still in their tents or just reaching for that first cup of coffee. I was fishing a riffle and swinging a green butt skunk as prescribed in one of the fly fishing magazines.
A Fenwick 8 1/2-foot fiberglass rod and a low-priced reel were adequate tools, but I was ill prepared for the strength and energy of the beautiful fish that hit my fly. After my initial surprise, I began a crazy, stream-side dance with the jumping, running,> and shaking steelhead. As I calmed myself, I realized that I had been overcome with childlike joy and was yelling with visceral excitement. The intense and extended adrenaline rush still lingers in my memory, as does that moment when the fish found its final resting place on the bank. My success was celebrated for the duration of our trip, and I was transformed into a steelhead junkie. I had encountered a drug runner who hooked me on the mesmerizing, insatiable high of a narcotic. Now, three-and-a-half decades later, this fish has changed so many of my habits and motivations.
I had always loved to use different methods to pursue a variety of fish species. After my addiction, I became fixated on chasing steelhead with the fly. Even fly-rodding for trout became an exercise in getting ready for steelhead season. There were many experts who enhanced my growing belief that steelhead were the Lord-God of the fish world. Evidence collected on trips to the Henry’s Fork, the Madison, the Bighorn and the Green Rivers confirmed this. In all of these trout meccas, local fly shops featured photos of local guides with steelhead. It was obvious what the elite fishermen preferred to do on their vacations! And most of the guides who led me on saltwater trips for bonefish, tarpon and permit were steelhead addicts needing some sunshine. Becoming a junkie dictated flies to tie, gear to purchase, books to read, and places to fish. Although I am a do-it-yourself steelhead guy, I hesitate to add up the expense of my substance abuse: periodic equipment makeovers, a raft and drift boat for floating the Deschutes, all the related gear for a fishing camp, and dollars for travel.
 

My habit also cost me considerable pride. Two of my favorite fly outfits were stolen by aggressive fish timing their strikes to the very moment I lost my balance on slippery rocks. Efforts to recover gear and ego were unsuccessful. A more humbling experience occurred when a hooked steelhead wrapped my line around an undulating, underwater
branch which felt like a steelhead even after the fish broke loose. I continued to play that branch until well after dark when my friends retrieved me...and they have continued their taunts and teasing for a quarter of a century!
I had to invent ways to hide my substance abuse so it would not become an obvious interference with my job as a college president. Fortunately, my wife, Marilynne, has been an inseparable outdoor companion for 47 years. After she landed an eleven-pounder on the John Day River, I was dumbfounded that she showed no signs of addiction. She has a genetic resistance to the drug but empathizes with my malady and covers for my absence from professional and social events. I have also had the good luck (depending on one’s perspective) of making several friends who have shared my addiction. If my children and grandchildren ever force me into an intervention, I will insist that these enablers join me for serious analysis.
Obsession with steelhead occasionally put me and my co-dependents in harms way. In Alaska, bears pushed us out of our territory and bush pilots flew us very close to the Happy Fishing Grounds. On the Wallowa, we made a very risky crossing of the river in high water conditions after dark. On the Deschutes, our raft escaped downriver without passengers, and hurricane-force winds blew over a large tree, nearly flattening two friends. There was convincing evidence of drug-impaired judgment the day I thought I could wade across a channel between two islands on the Deschutes. Losing my footing in swift water, I was washed through a class three rapids, reaching shore totally exhausted, grateful for the wading belt which kept me from drowning.

E v e n w o r s e , m y addiction transformed me into a more obsessive person, one who started keeping a journal of each s t e e l - h e a d i n g experience. I like to tease my wife about her CPA p e r s o n a t h a t requires her to keep track of so many details. W h e n w e b e c a m e interested in identifying birds (partially the result of fishing trips where so many were observed), she kept species lists on all of our outings. Didn’t counting detract from enjoyment of the experience? Now, even though I am an avid bird-chaser, I eschew the bird listing but remain a compulsive recorder of every steelhead encounter.

My journal summaries list 996 steelhead hooked and 644 landed, for a life-time landing percentage of 64.5 percent. I have averaged 29 steelhead hook-ups a year for 34 years. Forty-one percent of the hooked fish were from the Deschutes. I swung standard steelhead flies just below the surface, mostly with a ten-foot rod or a switch rod. During a four-year period in the late 1980s, I averaged 20 fishing days per year on the Deschutes and one hook-up per 2.7 hours of fishing. In the 1990s, when I averaged less than five days per year, generally fishing the same favorite spots, I averaged one hook-up per 3.7 hours of fishing. As the fishing on the Deschutes slowed, I started taking trips to Oregon’s John Day and Wallowa Rivers, and the Situk in Alaska. A number of these w e r e c o l d w e a t h e r adventures where I found dead-drifting weighted nymphs and egg imitations worked best. For me, the tug was the drug whether on top or near the bottom under a strike indicator. During my first two trips on the Situk, I hooked one steelhead almost every hour. During 2001, when there was a significant water temperature differential pulling many stray fish into the John Day, I had five incredible days, averaging one fish every 15 minutes, landing 158 of 215 hooked for a 73 landing percentage. Steelhead continue to enthrall me with surreal experiences, feeding my endorphins and sending me into states of euphoria. Just two months ago, in the late afternoon, I was standing at the front end of a popular fishing run on the Wallowa River. Only several fish had showed that day and all the other fishermen had departed. But, I was anchored by this spectacular canyon with the setting sun producing changing light patterns on moving water. The casting was automatic and secondary to this cathedral of beauty and spiritual wonder.
My mind wandered to the importance of steelhead. Pursuit of this fish had given me an inner focus and contentment, grounding me for dealing with the challenges of work, family tragedies and our angry and uncertain world. The fish had given me the strong belief that we must protect watersheds, wild fish and wild places. And we must support Trout Unlimited, other conservation groups, and environmental enhancement projects. Steelhead had made me an advocate of barbless hooks and gentle releases.
Abruptly, a steelhead ended my reverie, bending my rod and testing my drag. The adrenaline kicked in, lasting for two hours as I hooked, landed and released twelve Lord-God fish. Darkness confronted me with the need to make the one-hour hike back to camp. As my steelhead high tapered off, I imagined the years ahead when I will want to spend more time just sitting on the riverbank, enjoying special places, replaying memories and c o n t e m p l a t i n g t h e miracles and mysteries of life. I admire a good friend’s aspiration to leave the fishing gear behind to more fully commune with the wonders of rivers.
I am 70 years old, so perhaps I should consider trying this as an antidote to my addiction. I know I can beat this habit. I simply need more time to evolve my higher spiritual identity. I can’t start my recovery program next year as I have already scheduled two steelhead trips. And, I need to complete my goal of hooking 1,000 steelhead. And maybe...just maybe...I should establish a new goal of landing 1,000 Lord-God fish. When I reach that goal, I will submit to intervention.
 

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