Time: 11:30AM – 3:00PM

Location: Buena Vista Area

Arkansas River 05/09/2025 Photo Album

I am not sure if the source of my euphoria on Friday, May 9, 2025 stemmed from the continuing outstanding productivity of the olive perdigon or the discovery of a new section of the Arkansas River. With highs in Denver predicted in the seventies, I checked potential fly fishing destinations and settled on the Buena Vista area of the Arkansas River, where the high was forecast to peak in the low sixties. On the previous week I made the drive to the same area, and I enjoyed a very satisfying day of fly fishing, so a return visit appealed to me.

New Water

Every year at this time that spans mid-April until early May, I chase the famed Arkansas River caddis hatch, and that also played into my planning. The fly shop report indicated that the hatch was centered over Salida after the recent cold snap. I surmised that progression to the Buena Vista area was a possibility.

Impressive Start

Love the Spots

I set my Google maps app to a new spot, and I gambled that there was fishing access. The map that I was using suggested that was the case, but there was a risk that I was wasting time seeking out an unknown fishing spot.

Looking Ahead

I arrived at the designated test location by 11AM, and by the time I pulled on my fleece hoodie and raincoat and assembled my Sage R8 four weight and hiked a short distance to the river, it was 11:30PM. I was flying blind, and I had no idea where to park, how far away the river was and what the fishing conditions were like. Fortunately I quickly found the designated parking lot, the walk to the river was short, and the section of the river in front of me looked amazing.

Sole Rainbow

I began my quest for trout with an amber ice dub body chubby Chernobyl, an iron sally and a bright green caddis pupa. I debated using the olive perdigon, but I wanted to experiment with the caddis pupa first. On the first two casts in a deep slot behind a boulder, I hooked and landed two respectable brown trout in the twelve to thirteen inch range; and, needless to say, I was impressed. Between 11:30 and noon, when I found a nice flat rock for my picnic lunch, I added two more browns to my netted fish tally to boost the total to four. Was this for real? All the late morning trout grabbed the iron sally.

Narrow Run Along the Bank Produced

After lunch, however, I endured a brief dry spell, so I reconsidered my offerings and exchanged the heretofore unproductive caddis for the olive perdigon. It was a master stroke. For the remainder of the day the chubby Chernobyl and perdigon were constants in my lineup, and my only change was to swap the iron sally for a go2 bright green caddis pupa midway through the afternoon.

Wide Moderate Depth Riffle Was Prime

Check Out All the Subsurface Rocks

What an afternoon it was! the fish count ballooned from four to thirty-one. In total the chubby Chernobyl accounted for five, the iron sally registered the first four, one fish fell prey to the caddis pupa and the remaining twenty-one hungered for the olive perdigon. I never spotted a caddis fly, but during two extended periods of heavy cloud cover, I noticed a few blue wing olives, but not enough to generate any surface feeding. Apparently there were active baetis nymphs, and the olive perdigon was a close enough representation. Another testament to my good fortune was my ability to fish for three plus hours without losing a fly, and with tungsten beads going for one dollar each, that was good news.

Big Flapper

The river was in prime condition. The flows in Nathrop downstream were around 400 CFS, and crystal clear was the clarity status. I fished upstream along the left bank, and prospected all the deep slots, troughs, pockets and riffles. All these types of structure produced, but the most dependable locations featured the tail end of deep slower moving slots just before the adjoining currents merged and accelerated. A lift at the end of these drifts seemed to be a deadly technique. I love the feeling of confidence, when I lock on to productive flies and identify the most likely fish holding lies. Before casting I could more or less predict the result, although I covered the water thoroughly and produced the occasional nice fish from fairly marginal spots.

Chubby Again

Once again I failed to greet the caddis hatch, but in exchange I discovered a new favorite section of the river, and I reinforced the effectiveness of the perdigon style of fly. I typically dislike tying flies during fishing season, but I may have to deviate from this position, and tie up some more. Other than the expense of the beads, the perdigons are a straightforward tie with minimal materials. A thirty-one fish day is very appreciated, and although the largest probably stretched the tape to thirteen inches, quite a few were in that twelve to thirteen inch range, and all but one outlier rainbow were marvelous vividly colored wild fish. Could I sneak in another day on the Arkansas before the run off thwarts my success? Stay tuned.

Fish Landed: 31