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(From the May, 2001 issue)
Siltcoos Lake is a 3,164 acre freshwater lake, with a shore line of nearly thirty miles. It is the largest lake on the Oregon Coast and one of the biggest in the entire Northwest Zone. Siltcoos has also produced two current Oregon State Record Fish. There are eleven species of fish in the lake including: Bluegill, Brown Bullhead Catfish, Chinook Salmon, Sea-run Cutthroat Trout, Coho Salmon, Crappie, Large mouth Bass, Rainbow Trout, Steel-head, Sturgeon and Yellow Perch. "Fish Mill Lodges and RV Park is a family owned and operated pleasure resort. We are located on Siltcoos Lake, one eighth of a mile off Pacific Coast Scenic Byway 101, five and one half miles south of Florence, Oregon." Link to
Fish Mill Lodge on Siltcoos Lake
(From the June, 2001 issue)
This is the fabulous Metolius River in Oregon's central Cascade Mountains.
It is the home of several kinds of trout, most famously German Browns and
the absolutely legendary Bull Trout.
Now, if I were there, standing just about where that photographer stood
to take that photo, I would smile slyly and begin working out my double-taper
flyline with false casts until my
At this point, a four pound Brown Trout would slide out of that shade
and bulge the surface water as he chomped down on my bucktail. Now
grinning evilly, I would raise my rod tip and set the barbless hook in
his bony mouth. This little mosquito bite would upset the Brownie because he is used to biting insects, not insects biting him. He would turn those lovely riffles into frothing waves as he surged and jumped and rolled in a battling rage. You can imagine me now grinning from ear to ear and making whooping sounds, and laughing riotously. Making a complete fool of myself. Not that it's much of a journey in my case. After a long time he would resentfully come toward shore, my genius at skillful rod and line handling having whipped him and brought his overblown self-confidence to a more appropriate level. I would release him, saying, "Let this be a lesson to you, O arrogant stalwart. Never forget that while you may outsmart all insects and most anglers, when you hear my boots on the bank, your nemesis, the magnificient fishman, is at hand! Now go! I pardon thee, for I am gracious as well as superior in a nobly humble manner." And, then I would go up to the cabin and grill some brautwurst on this deck. (LL)
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Do
you see that little island? Look at the dark, shaded area at
the lower tip. A large, fat, nasty bully of a trout lives there.
It is protected from the full current, so a lazy giant barely has to wave
his tail to stay in place. Yet lots of lovely insects are rushing
by in the fast current to either side. It's like standing between
the doors of a supermarket and taking what you want as the bags go by!
Royal Coachman bucktail (often called a "Trude") was out exactly the right
distance. Then I would let it drop just to the right of that shaded
water, right at the edge of the grass.
