|Launching the Water Master Grizzly on Illipah Reservoir, leaving the Trout Truck |
to basque in the shoreline grasses. It started as a very tranquil day.
|One of the healthier, more vividly adorned rainbows of the day. Note the ratty Prince Nymph in the |
corner of his mouth. He was maybe 12 inches, recently stocked this past spring.
|This rainbow fought well, and maybe exceeded 12 inches, but note how thin he was. The Nevada |
Department of Wildlife stocked 3,746 rainbow trout in May 26, and he was likely one of them.
One fascination about Illipah, which I’ve never personally satisfied, is the nearby ghost town of Hamilton. Silver was discovered in Treasure Hill in 1867, two years after the end of the Civil War, which led to the creation of the town of Hamilton. In 1868 the silver rush resulted in over 10,000 people coming to the area. White Pine County was formed in 1869 with Hamilton as its seat. At that time there were almost 20,000 people living in Hamilton, and the town site grew to about two square miles. As was the case with most all of these mining boom towns, by 1870 the mining had come to a halt. A fire in 1873 signaled the coming end for Hamilton, and a subsequent fire in 1885 was the coup de grâce, and the county seat was then moved to Ely where it resides today. For a young family wanting to explore remote places in Nevada, Illipah and Hamilton fill the bill. Although the Illipah campsites are somewhat primitive, the BLM maintains the campground with picnic tables, fire pits, windscreens, vault toilets, and trash barrels. As the crow flies, Hamilton is about 7.5 miles southwest of Illipah.
|Another sleek but darkly colored trout. There were a few that I caught which had mottled discoloring overlaid |
on their dark pigmentation, which I assumed was a condition carried with them from the hatchery.
The brown trout are the real attraction of Illipah for me. Landing the 17 inch brownie in 2004 on a small emerger nymph in the shallow shoreline was an awesome experience. I hope to replicate that again someday with a larger specimen.
|A view towards the northern end where the earthen dam resides. There are 6 anglers on the shoreline, |
and 3 in kayaks, although the yellow kayak is indistinguishable as it floats right in front of the truck
parked on the shoreline.
Another handsome rainbow, caught on Denny Rickard's Callibaetis Nymph. There is a self-sustaining
population of brown trout in the reservoir, but I did not catch one on this trip.
|The first sign of the advancing thunderstorms occurred around 3:00 pm. Although I did not see lightening, I |
heard the thunder. I opted to beach the Water Master and fish from the shore, which turned out to be great fun.
|The weed beds were floating on the surface in the shallow portion of the reservoir toward the inlet. |
Trout were rising and splashing next to them, as well as into the ankle-thin water right along the shoreline.
|Using nymphs (this one is a Rickard's Callibaetis) and a floating line on my 7½ foot, 4-weight, I duped many |
trout from the shore along the weeds, often with splashy sub-surface takes of the fly. Almost like fishing a dry fly.
|Mystery resides below the surface of the water...|
|...such as rather large crayfish.|
|A shore-caught trout of about 11 inches. I so enjoy fishing the 7½ footer.|
|FisherDad taking refuge in Trout Truck, waiting for the thunderstorm to subside.|
So, my prayer is that you can be still and hear the voice of the Lord in your life, and let it guide your ways into eternity.