Guest Blogger: Mike Cline, Bozeman, Montana

Although it takes many forms in different parts of the country, in our western states, particularly the rocky mountain states, runoff is a time of great anxiety and anticipation. Like the earth revolving around the sun, runoff is predictable. It is going to happen every year. The anxiety associated with runoff has much to do with taking advantage of usually excellent pre-runoff fishing in our larger rivers. Pre-runoff is that agonizingly unpredictable time between too cold and nasty and just warm enough to turn things on. As our rivers begin to come out of their winter doldrums, they are low, they are cold and the weather can be nasty, wet and windy. Yet in early March through April things do change. As the days lengthen, the temperatures slowly rise. A few warm days and any remaining lowland snow melts away muddying up the river for a few days, but adding little to the overall flows. As the river clears and warms, the fishing is good if you can find yourself on the river with decently calm weather. By the time late April comes around, the rivers have crept up from their lethargic winter flows to more normal levels. Hatches of midges, caddis and mayflies become more regular. At home, the grass is greening, the perennials sprouting and the fruit trees are budding. Spring is here and runoff can’t be far away.

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Where the Bubbles Cavort and Muster

Guest Blogger: Mike Cline, Bozeman, Montana

photo1As hard as I might try, I really can’t find where they come from. They are always there, always (eventually) moving downstream. There always seems to be an endless supply of them—the bubbles–thin spheres of liquid enclosing air or another gas. It never seems they are alone either, showing great affinity for their kind. They will gather in small or large groups, cavorting and mustering in ways that make their presence even more obvious. Of course, they float along the surface of the stream and like the words on a page they provide great insights into the plot of the novel we call the river. I must admit I pay little attention to them in familiar waters, but on new water or in times of great variations in flow, bubbles are very important to the angler.

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Veterans Day – They Made No Small Contribution

Guest Blogger: Mike Cline, Lt Colonel, USAF, Retired, Bozeman, MT

Veterens day 1I started writing this the day after Veteran’s Day 2014 as I contemplated how our Armed Forces have in no small way, made the sport we enjoy so much possible. I’ve worked on it almost every week in trying to get it ready for this Veteran’s Day. No matter what era or generation you talk about from 1776 to present day, America’s Armed Forces have made sacrifices to protect and preserve the freedom and democracy we enjoy in the U.S.

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