Feather River, Yuba River

First Rainfall Of Autumn

Yuba River

I can’t remember the last time it rained… maybe in April or perhaps as far back as March? Fortunately Northern California got a lot of water during the last El Nino storm in March that filed many of the local reservoirs. It’s been a long hot summer but thankfully fall is starting to show its colors.

The first rainfall of autumn usually signals the opening of the fall steelhead season. Fall is infamous for the “egg hatch” that happens on rivers where salmon are present. Both resident trout and anadramous steelhead key in on these nutritious red eggs that are dislodged below the salmon and their redds.
After fishing the egg bite for several years I’ve simply grown out of the hype. It can get crowded with anglers camping at the most productive holes both nymphing and swinging in addition to boats drifting through them. Early bird gets the fish I suppose.

Yuba River
The Yuba is flowing at about 1,500 CFS right now with the 500 CFS coming from Deer Creek. The last storm really brought up the creek and added some good tint to the usually gin-clear water.
I spent a few hours nymphing below the bridge and didn’t do too well until I fished the opposite side. I had one little fish take an egg but the other three ate nymphs. Exciting jumpy fights.

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Feather River
I started at the low-flow section looking forward to swing the Feather but upon arrival I found a ton of salmon. A lot of salmon have made their way up to the low flow section with many of them in the process of pairing up. There was no way I could swing through them without snagging them.
Not only were there a lot of salmon but also a bunch of anglers. I wasn’t expecting so much company on a Tuesday. Instead of waiting for my turn to fish the run, I hiked to another run further downstream that I had all to myself for a moment. As I swung through the riffles I was expecting my first grab of the day but it never came. After switching my pattern I covered the riffle/run one more time but was left fishless.

I gave up on the low-flow section and decided to try the high flow since the outlet was still flowing high. Despite the high-flow section having better riffles and runs for swinging, I’ve only caught a few steelhead in this section. It’s a bit of a long shot but it beats fishing around the crowds. The end of salmon season in this section also makes it much more enjoyable to fish on a fly.

High-Flow With Some Steelhead Green

In the first riffle I swung through I finally got my grab. Not a very big fish but a steelhead on a swung fly nevertheless. I felt pretty confident that I was going to land it but after a few seconds of tiring it down it threw the hook. That’s steelhead swinging for you.

I got a few nibbles throughout the rest of day but no grabs.

American River

First Casts On The American

American River

The Lower American River is one of the shortest main tributaries of the Sacramento River from it’s mouth to Folsom Dam. I’ve always looked at the American River with a bit of skepticism since the Sacramento area isn’t quite the ideal fly fishing destination. What the American lacks in scenery, it makes up for in fish density. The American boasts runs of anadromous fish such as American shad, striped bass, salmon, steelhead, and the famous Eel/Mad-River strain steelhead.

This was my first time wetting my line on the American River and I was ready to explore and find out what makes this river so special.

Sunrise Park Access

The American is about an hour away from Yuba City which isn’t too bad although the traffic getting there is a bit of a pain to deal with. I explored the both the upper and lower Sunrise Park section of the river which I had visited but never fished. Be sure to bring $5 for parking.

The swing is the suppose to be the thing on the American and I stuck to that method all day. One great thing that I liked about the American is that it was no-nonsense fly fishing. The river isn’t as complicated to fish as other rivers like the Yuba or the Truckee where matching the hatch is absolutely critical. I was surprised to find so many caddis and BWOs coming off while I was there, the American is truly rich in bug life.

The fishing pressure was on the lower side which was great; I had a lot of good riffles to myself as most fisherman were concentrated on the deeper pools for salmon. I stuck to my sculpin pattern both as a test and in confidence. My first American River trout came on about ten minutes after swinging around my first riffle. Not a big one but by the looks of everyone around me it was the first fish they’ve seen all day.

Little Streamer Eater

A few hours went by and I finally got my big take a few riffles down. The heart stopping grab definitely had that steelhead weight. This steelie wasn’t a runner or a jumper but it was great to feel that steelhead tug and fat.

First American River Steelhead

I tried a couple more runs and riffles but didn’t have any luck. I ended the day at around 3pm since I didn’t want to get caught in traffic going home.
Fly fishing the American River was fun. I had a great time exploring new waters and swinging my flies through the riffles and runs that I had read so much about.

I plan on returning to the American to swing through and explore the other numerous accesses and parks I’ve yet to see.

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