I've thought about what I'm about to type for a 2008 year review and no matter how I look at it, I can't think of anything but calling myself, indeed ourselves, spoiled. What can be said about a 13 month run of fly fishing that started and ended with a month in New Zealand, saw good fishing on the Bow February and March, had fantastic brown trout fishing from March through mid May, saw a neat weekend visit to Manitoba for Tiger Trout, saw us completely miss the high water and cold temperatures of June and early July while hitting some of the best fishing at Fortress Lake late May, through June, August and September, with July spent fishing the Bow, Red Deer and cutthroat trout waters, then finishing with a stunning series of almost daily visits to local trout lakes and frantic action before hopping a jet airliner back to New Zealand for a month?
I'm not sure how a fellow can justify looking forward to this coming year and remotely whispering to himself that next year might be better. With 2008 in the rear view mirror now, I don't think that I'm ready to look ahead. I haven't finished looking back just yet. After weeding out the photos from this year alone, there are still over 5000 excellent photos of enjoyable fly fishing moments, and nearly 30 hours of HD video to review. Something tells me that I won't be looking ahead to the 2009 fishing season in any hurry as the A/V room is just starting to warm up to the idea of editing.
The 13 month fly fishing foray ended with an intense thud in mid December, as we landed to the first blizzard and cold snap of the year back home. Sunny, warm weather was replaced by -35C with -45C wind-chill and snow. Our ride home from the airport couldn't reach us, so we hopped the Greyhound for an extended version of the drive home. After not being on the Greyhound in 20 years, I certainly appreciated my new VW in the garage. It was an abrupt change from the day previous, having spent an hour and a half changing 17 flies on a New Zealand trout stream to finally coax a 6.5 pound trout to take. It was a hell of a fish moment. -35C in a blizzard is one hell of a weather change from that.
One thing I learned this past year is continued patience with life. Be it the weather and water conditions on local rivers, people we work with, business or life partners, a large brown trout feeding in cyclical patterns, renovations, pilots, airlines... all require patience to allow them to do what they do. I wasn't in a place of fighting the above this past year, more furthering my ability to look at their individual need to have the time to do as they do, and make sure my mind didn't race ahead in expectation, rather, watch sequences evolve. Sometimes big brown trout that cycle a backwater pocket won't come on the first cast, shouldn't be cast to until the 3rd or 4th lap of the backwater, and might require you to watch in admiration as they pick off a hopper instead of your blue winged olive. You just don't know how they will respond to anything, though repetitious events in life tell you they should evolve "just so". So too go people, events, weather, and water. We were well blessed in 2008 with many great trout, weather, and water conditions in our lives and operations. We hope you found the same.
Looking now to 2009, we have plans that we hope to achieve. Brown and cutthroat trout streams in central Alberta, Fortress Lake, Manitoba's exceptional trout lakes, spring on the Crow, a look into steelheading, a few months in New Zealand, a few good trips on the Ram, chasing the midnight express on the Bow and Red Deer, Alberta's trout lakes, and a couple of smaller waters that beg to be explored. Add in a trip for Lahontans and hopefully a trip to retrace trout waters I haven't fished since the late 70's in the lower Interior of BC (Goat, Ashnola, etc). Is there time to check the boxes? You bet. We hope to host friends and past guests for excellent fly fishing adventures, be it BC, Alberta, or New Zealand. The fishing we enjoy is spectacular. We invite you to join us, either on this blog (viewing photos and video and reading our tales) or by joining us on a guided or hosted trip on these waters. We hope to see you soon.
I'm not sure how a fellow can justify looking forward to this coming year and remotely whispering to himself that next year might be better. With 2008 in the rear view mirror now, I don't think that I'm ready to look ahead. I haven't finished looking back just yet. After weeding out the photos from this year alone, there are still over 5000 excellent photos of enjoyable fly fishing moments, and nearly 30 hours of HD video to review. Something tells me that I won't be looking ahead to the 2009 fishing season in any hurry as the A/V room is just starting to warm up to the idea of editing.
The 13 month fly fishing foray ended with an intense thud in mid December, as we landed to the first blizzard and cold snap of the year back home. Sunny, warm weather was replaced by -35C with -45C wind-chill and snow. Our ride home from the airport couldn't reach us, so we hopped the Greyhound for an extended version of the drive home. After not being on the Greyhound in 20 years, I certainly appreciated my new VW in the garage. It was an abrupt change from the day previous, having spent an hour and a half changing 17 flies on a New Zealand trout stream to finally coax a 6.5 pound trout to take. It was a hell of a fish moment. -35C in a blizzard is one hell of a weather change from that.
One thing I learned this past year is continued patience with life. Be it the weather and water conditions on local rivers, people we work with, business or life partners, a large brown trout feeding in cyclical patterns, renovations, pilots, airlines... all require patience to allow them to do what they do. I wasn't in a place of fighting the above this past year, more furthering my ability to look at their individual need to have the time to do as they do, and make sure my mind didn't race ahead in expectation, rather, watch sequences evolve. Sometimes big brown trout that cycle a backwater pocket won't come on the first cast, shouldn't be cast to until the 3rd or 4th lap of the backwater, and might require you to watch in admiration as they pick off a hopper instead of your blue winged olive. You just don't know how they will respond to anything, though repetitious events in life tell you they should evolve "just so". So too go people, events, weather, and water. We were well blessed in 2008 with many great trout, weather, and water conditions in our lives and operations. We hope you found the same.
Looking now to 2009, we have plans that we hope to achieve. Brown and cutthroat trout streams in central Alberta, Fortress Lake, Manitoba's exceptional trout lakes, spring on the Crow, a look into steelheading, a few months in New Zealand, a few good trips on the Ram, chasing the midnight express on the Bow and Red Deer, Alberta's trout lakes, and a couple of smaller waters that beg to be explored. Add in a trip for Lahontans and hopefully a trip to retrace trout waters I haven't fished since the late 70's in the lower Interior of BC (Goat, Ashnola, etc). Is there time to check the boxes? You bet. We hope to host friends and past guests for excellent fly fishing adventures, be it BC, Alberta, or New Zealand. The fishing we enjoy is spectacular. We invite you to join us, either on this blog (viewing photos and video and reading our tales) or by joining us on a guided or hosted trip on these waters. We hope to see you soon.
Dave & Amelia Jensen & staff



Amelia & I were out on a small lake near Rocky Mountain House. We'd been there a couple of times and kept going back for the early season dry fly fishing. Sure, there were easier ways of catching fish, but none more exciting to us than to wait for a cruiser to come by just under the surface and try our luck at leading cruisers and hoping they swerved our way, to take our flies. We would be spending a deal of time at Fortress Lake in the season, so we opted to not fish under an indicator, nor with streamers. Instead, we were doing what we enjoy far more than anything else - sighting fish and casting dries. The day prior, we'd enjoyed great success as the hatch came off in droves. This day, we tried to time our arrival to the hatch, but arrived mid swing in a lighter, more sporadic hatch which didn't thrill us but we anticipated a few moments. There were two pontoon boats on the lake smack dab where we, and a couple other pontoon boats had enjoyed dry fly fishing a few days earlier. They sat there with their
Obviously, these are all simple observations. Amelia & I enjoy certain facets of fly fishing far more than some, a little more than others. There are times of the year where all we want to do is cast streamers for aggressive spring browns, dry flies, pursue sight fishing, or watch a
The reason that Amelia & I love New Zealand is quite simple: large, spooky, solitary brown trout in as remote locations as you want to find them in. We walk 15 to 25km a day to try to get as far away from people as possible - hiking up chutes, massive boulders, rock gardens, etc - all in a beautiful rain forest. In the end, we're footloose and fancy free to fish for exceptional browns. It isn't for everyone and I wouldn't recommend it to everyone. But those who love it should give it a go. 

