Saturday I had 3 schools from Katy driving 200 miles to release baby trout they raised in a program I head up for the region - Trout in the Classroom.
We have also made some progress in our tailwater - we've gained 4 miles of trophy regulation water with a slot limit, and it's upstream in cooler water from where it began before.
My buddy and VP Fisheries, Jimbo, has already secured us a new lease site upriver.
With the teachers and trout fry arriving at lunch, Jimbo met me for breakfast tacos, and we headed from mile 6 downriver to Barking Dog Pool. Of course the day was made tough from the get-go by a 2" rain the night before, which we badly need.
Like that's going to keep me and Jimbo dry ...

Fishing was tough, and that's OK. Best things starting downriver, other than umpteen bluegill apiece we'd total up, was a very nice smallie for Jimbo

and a 20" redhorse sucker for me - well, mostly

In spite of my entreating and keeping a low profile, the size 22 hook tore out of the big fish's fleshy mouth before I could strain him into the net, and that's OK, too - we were both tired.
The farther we went, the warmer the day became, and the closer we got to my favorite BWO hatch.
So I left Jimbo at the Rocky Top tailout, and turned the bend for the cool cypress tunnel at redhorse run.
I hate to talk about the one that got away, but after a few minutes in the chute at the top of the run, I hooked up a sow.
She didn't actually get away, she did beat me up, sounding into the chute over and over, using the force of the falling water against me - but I finally lifted and landed her - easily 22 inches.
So I'm reaching for the camera and she jumps out of the net. Sorry I didn't get a photo, but that's the way it goes.
I headed back up and waved Jimbo downriver.
Right after he got there, I hooked up again and managed to land this 20" hen - she's a nice slab, too, and almost as much work as her older sister.

Good color for our painful low flows (and we did measure a 60-degree water temperature here).
Jimbo got me releasing the fish

Jimbo worked the island down to the next gravel bar and hooked up.

A brightly colored male.

Since Jimbo is our VP fisheries, I guess it's kinda cool to be able to put him on fish.
darn if I didn't leave my cigar and water bottle at the truck, and our friends were due within the hour anyway, so I relinquished my bank to Jimbo for 20 minutes, and trudged back toward the truck - he was back soon enough.
You usually avoid chopped beef sandwiches, but the BBQ stand at Sattler and River Road uses the finest brisket ends for their chop - it has to be the best chop sandwich in Texas.
And blackberry cobbler. It was worth coming out just for lunch.
After their fill, we took our friends far upriver to the new lease site - the home of a sweet couple, retired from Dell

Here's Matt with two coolers of fry - he's not a teacher, but the Conservation Chair for the Houston FFF chapter.

The teachers and kids that came brought two other coolers - all together representing 3 schools.

I wish you could see how pretty this place is, but the off-color water just isn't photogenic

After acclimating them with a double-up of river water, the kids netted the fry from the coolers and released them in the current

a netfull

they had a blast

fish live here

I was done with the sun for the day, but Jimbo took a teenager who had made the drive alone to my second-favorite BWO hatch, the drop at Lefty-Rays hole
(don't know if Trent knows, but he got a guide trip worth $300).

In his follow-up post in the GRTU lease forum, Jimbo gave the teenager his first lessons on indicator nymphing. He said the toughest part was teaching him the strike, but they both were successful on a few bluegill.
Farther up in the Halfway Riffle, Jimbo was catching rainbows, and Trent was missing them, so Jimbo hooked one and handed Trent the rod so he could get the feel and experience of fighting a good rainbow.
All grins.

If I had gone with them, I would have left them at Halfway Riffle, and continued on to the BWO hatch at Lefty Ray's hole. Of course Jimbo made it up there, and caught this beautiful steelie slab.

and this bright male

We have some nice fish in the river.



