
By Cal Kellogg
The center of the pool was chaotic with confused current, whitewater and bubbles. In a strip of calmer water closer to my side of the river, but still an impossibly long cast from the bank, there were at least four trout repeatedly rising. Rusty colored mayflies were in the air and that’s what the trout were targeting. I had some No. 18 rust color parachutes in my box. I tied one on.
Carefully I eased into the current. Inching out, I eventually reached a point about 15 feet from the bank. With the water up past my waist, I could go no further. I made a single false cast and dropped the fly well up current of the seam holding the fish. I manipulated the line to ensure a drag free float.
When a trout’s snout deliberately broke the surface and inhaled the parachute, instinct took over. My left hand stripped back on the line as the rod tip went skyward. Feeling the sting of the hook, the trout started gyrating, bolted toward the middle of the river, exploded from the water on a wild jump and tossed the hook. The entire incident played out in mere seconds.
I spent the remaining hour of daylight working that seam and ended up hooking a total of seven rainbows, but I was only able to land and release three of them due to the current and the intense fighting ability of the 12 to 16 inch wild rainbows. The action I just described took place in the Middle Fork American River, about a 15-minute drive from Auburn, California.
The Middle Fork American River
Few folks realize that the Middle Fork American holds rainbows in excess of 5 pounds and browns that can top 10. The fish are wild since the river hasn’t been planted since the 1960s. It’s the lack of truck trout that keeps the river off the list of potential destinations for anglers.