"The sky is just bluer in South Park," Tanner said, as we walked to the upper section of The Broadmoor's Fly Fishing Camp on Tarryall Creek. I've been a lot of places, but, I think Tanner is right. It's hard to beat the show mother nature puts on in South Park. Earlier this week, Tanner and I had a chance to visit the most recent addition to our selection of Private Waters here in Colorado, the aforementioned Fish Camp on Tarryall Creek.
We're excited to partner with The Broadmoor and offer guided fly fishing trips on this five-mile stretch of the private water on Tarryall Creek. What's most impressive about this property is the variety. From timbered canyons to winding bends, Fish Camp offers some fantastic scenery and excellent habitat for quality fishing. With rainbow trout, wild brown and brook trout, this stretch of Tarryall is home to some impressive fish that love eating dries, nymphs, and streamers.
Let's not forget about the accommodations. It's the Broadmoor, so the Main Lodge and the surrounding seven fishing cabins are first class. We walked past a fire pit adjacent to the Main Lodge where I'm sure plenty of good times with good friends happen each and every night.
If you are interested in fishing this spectacular property or better yet, you want to take advantage of their exceptional accommodations and dining, give our Outfitting & Education Manager Dave Lovell a shout at 303.733.1434 or email him at dave(at)troutsflyfishing.com.
The Main Lodge at the Fly Fishing Camp...the wraparound deck is the perfect place to rig up to start the day or enjoy the views with a cold beverage in your hands at the end of the day.
Waders hanging on the porch...that's always a good sign.
The Fly Fishing Camp's arsenal ready to go.
Views from the Main Lodge. Tarryall Creek flows through some beautiful country. Our good friend Phil Tereyla had a trip on the books on Fish Camp, but he gave us a quick rundown on the fishing. Phil headed downstream into the canyon stretch and we headed upstream to the meandering meadow stretch. With rainbows, wild browns and brookies in the Tarryall, we were pretty excited to see what came of the day.
The scenery was pretty nice.
And fishing wasn't too bad either...Tanner got into a good one early on.
It wasn't long before I joined the party. Those of you who know Tanner know that he was chirping me from behind the willows until I stuck a good one. But, the Sage Foundation 590 and Ross Gunnison 5/6 did the job and shut Tanner up for a couple seconds.
That damn South Park blue sky...it's mighty blue.
We trade runs and Tanner roped another one right off the bat.
To the face....to the face!!!!!
We continued upstream. The mixture of natural and "restored" habitat gave the Tarryall's trout a lot a good hiding places.
A lot of productive hiding places.
At the truck, Tanner and I picked our streamers of choice. When we streamer fish, we always start off at opposite ends of the spectrum when it comes to color, size and shape. As capable streamer fisherman, we want to find out what color and streamer are the ticket that day. Tanner went with the Sparkle Minnow and I chose Old Reliable...a black Peanut Envy. It was getting sunny and I generally prescribe to "bright skies, bright flies" mantra when streamer fishing. But, amongst friends it's hard to admit that you're using the wrong color or even worse the wrong fly. Tanner had a couple productive runs and I was tempted to throw on a big white or yellow Peanut Envy. I didn't need Tanner in my ear yapping about me changing colors, so I stuck with black.
Thank the fishing gods, black produced.
But, the sparkle minnow was producing more. The skies were clearing and Tanner was putting a hurting on those Tarryall trout.
Another Sparkle Minnow victim.
Tanner throwing a dart.
The Sage X 790 and Sage Spectrum MAX paired well.
Putting the hammer to another rainbow.
Get over here!
That damn sparkle minnow.
Got another one.
We hiked back to the Main Lodge. Scott, who runs the Fly Fishing Camp, told us that the flows had bumped from 40 to 90 over the course of 5 minutes. It made sense...clarity got progressively worse as we worked our way upstream. Clarity was maybe 6 inches by 2 PM. But, Scott encouraged us to check out the lower stretch of the property. The water was off, but the quality of the canyon stretch was undeniable. Can't wait to get back out there and fish that stretch.