If I had the rank my top ten favorite places to fish, I am really not sure what all I would put on the list, however I am sure that one of my sea-run cutthroat haunts in particular would make it. This fishery is not going to be listed among any "famous" waters, but that is the beauty of it, as it offers solitude, beautiful surroundings and native fish. Like other saltwater cutthroat fisheries, things are driven by the tides and a such it requires time to figure the fishery out. Luckily over the years I have paid some dues at this spot and have learned a few of its secrets. As the general rule with this and other estuaries goes, the fish are most active once the tide starts moving and the bulk of the fish tend to follow the incoming tide in, then ride the outgoing tide back out again.
With tides ideal at this spot for the day, my buddy Jonathan and I arrived at the estuary about an hour and a half after low tide and started looking for fish. With the low water, this didn't take too long and I spotted a few smaller cutthroat and one really nice one that was having fun harassing some spawning shiner perch. With the fish spotted I moved into position and on my second cast over a bit of deep water I felt a bit of a tug, set and fish on. The cutthroat put his all into the battle, jumping five or six times and even brought spectator along that seemed set on following his buddy right up to the net.
Not bad for two casts into the day
Next it was Jonathan's turn and a few casts later he got a good tug, but no hook up before things slowed a bit. Before long I went to some high ground and tried sighting the fish for him. It didn't take long to find a school of 8" to 14" cutthroat to have him cast to, but they didn't seem to like his offering all that much and spooked before long, he switched flies and we headed to another spot.
Calm water at high tide
We spotted some fish here and but they were a bit spooky and it wasn't till the tide really started flowing in that they let their guard down. Jonathan was the next one to to hook into a fish and got a scrappy little cutthroat that was probably only about 12" it still but up a fair fight and a bend in the rod. Fishing never really got super productive, as the cutthroat seemed to be a bit finicky, showing selectivity and spooking rather easy.
A beautiful native sea-run
We did get a few more cutthroat as we worked our way up the estuary with the tide. However as the tide slacked off we fishing slowed to a halt and as we both had places to be in the evening we decided to call an end to a beautiful day on the water.
A great day on the water