I went fishing today on the Bow River today. Suzanne and I wanted fish for supper tonight so I optimistically set off to the river to catch it. The backwater I thought would be a good spot was frozen over which led me to go for a bit of a hike to the main river channel. Above: hiking down a smaller channel to the main Bow River. Pigeon Mt is in background.
Of interest on my way there was an a massive osprey nest sitting on a telephone pole by a marsh. To my surprise, the pair was home and put up quite the fuss when I hiked past. One did some recon flyovers to make sure I was leaving the area. Their call is much less dignified than their appearance sounding more whiny than magestic. Ben Gadd describes it as a “worried yee-yee-yee.” Also known as “fish hawks” I took this sighting as a good omen that I was in the right place for fishing. I found the main river and hiked to a spot where a large log had fallen providing some good fish habitat. I waded into the river and used a spin rig against the current. It’s good that it was a beautiful spot because I didn’t get a single bite in the 2 hours I was there! Looking to the northwest, snowfall was moving in so I thought it was time to hike out empty handed or not. On my way out, a herd of mountain sheep was casually grazing in oblivion to my presence. They are a bit shaggy and dishevelled this time of year. The way they walked right up to me gave me pretty clear insight into how well fed the cougars are! I have much to learn about how to catch fish in the Bow River. When I get a moment this summer in northern Alberta, I’ll be fishing for pickrel which are easier to catch than a cold. As far as today went, for a failed expedition, it was a pretty great afternoon!