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Smallies on the fly
WHEN THE NORTHERN PIKE WON'T PLAY THE GAME, ELY GUIDE JIM BLAUCH
TURNS TO `FOOTBALLS' -- BOUNDARY WATERS SMALLMOUTH BASS
Author: Sam Cook/News Tribune Outdoors
Writer
Jim Blauch
sent the orange and yellow popper toward a rocky point off the end of an
island on this small lake. The fly landed lightly just inches from a
rock protruding from the water.
Blauch
began stripping line in quick tugs. The fly advanced in abbreviated
pops.
Gloop.
Gloop.
Before
Blauch could make another tug, something swirled behind the popper. In a
vacuum-like implosion, the fly disappeared and Blauch's line went taut.

This popper fly caught several 17-
to 19-inch smallmouth bass on a
trip near Ely in the Boundary
Waters Canoe Area Wilderness.
The
smallmouth bass tore for the depths off the point, then shot for the sky,
leaving a trail of spray in the air. Once back in the water, the chunky
bass dived again.
``He's so strong,''
Blauch said.
He held on and
finally brought the bass alongside the canoe. He landed it -- a thick
19-incher that would weigh right at 4 pounds. He removed the popper from
its upper jaw, kissed the fish on the head and set it free.
Blauch, a
41-year-old Ely fishing guide and resort owner, had brought four of us
into the canoe country near Basswood Lake to sample the northern pike and
smallmouth bass population on fly rods. Making the mid-June trip were
Blauch's long-time friend Chris Parthun, 51, of Bemidji; Ray Lou, 60, of
Marshall, Minn.; Mike Munford, 38, of Marshall; and me.

Fishing guide Jim Blauch (left) and
writer Sam Cook take shelter under a tarp on a rainy day in the BWCAW.
For
parts of two days, we had struggled to catch a few smallish pike. Now,
fishing our third lake, we were after smallmouth -- ``footballs'' in
Blauch's vernacular. He spends much of his time guiding anglers seeking
Minnesota's marquee fish.
``I'm a
smallmouth bass fisherman at heart, but I'm forced to fish for walleyes,''
Blauch said.
His second
cast, near the same rocky point, produced a 17-inch smallmouth. His third
cast took one just over 19 inches. We worked along the cedar-choked
shoreline until Blauch had caught and released probably a dozen bass. We
hadn't paddled the canoe 100 feet.

Blauch holds a 19 1/4-inch smallmouth
bass he caught
Monday on a lake north of Ely.
The fish hit an orange-and-
yellow popper fly.
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In
the other canoe, our partners were having similar luck along another
shoreline.
We hoped to catch a few
smaller bass to keep for dinner, but that was proving difficult. Finally,
Blauch hooked one that felt smaller.
``An eater,'' he
announced from the bow.
Then the bass made one
of those classic smallmouth runs.
``He's getting bigger,''
Blauch said. ``He's rippin' line.''
It proved to be another
19-incher. Not an eater.
``This is what I
live for,'' Blauch said, releasing the fish.
COLORFUL PAST
Blauch grew up in Pennsylvania fishing smallmouth, but none this large. He
found his way to Bemidji State University, where he met Parthun, and the
two began traveling the canoe country in all seasons. They caught
walleyes, smallmouth bass, largemouth bass, pike and lake trout.
Blauch moved to Ely and
began guiding anglers in 1993. A man of eclectic interests, he also guided
wolf ecology trips, canoe trips, dogsledding trips and skijoring trips.
He met his wife, Joan,
while guiding a canoe trip. Soon after they were married, they bought a
resort on Farm Lake near Ely and named their resort, outfitting and
guiding operation Moose Track Adventures. They have six cabins for guests
and send canoeists into the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness and
Quetico Provincial Park.
Jim guides day and
overnight trips into Basswood and other lakes. He often uses portage
wheels to carry his 14-foot boat into Basswood for walleyes. On trips like
ours, he uses the wheels on canoes. On other trips, he simply shoulders
his canoes for trips into less-traveled lakes.
Affable and colorful,
Blauch has made lots of interesting trips, and he loves to share the
stories. It would be a long trip before he ran out of tales. He's a superb
camp cook. Our first night out, he cooked steaks over the fire and served
them alongside Caesar salads and baked potatoes roasted on the fire grate.
TOO BIG TO EAT
Now, on this bass lake, we were beginning to wonder if the fishing was too
good. We needed to catch a few bass small enough to serve alongside
Blauch's trademark hash browns for dinner that night.
He finally caught a
smaller bass, but even then Blauch had second thoughts.
``This is a 16-incher,''
he said, holding the bass. ``I just can't eat him. He's such a beautiful
fish.''
Back to the water it
went. Parthun paddled over with Lou and Munford. They had caught 25 or 30
bass, they reported, and some of the smaller ones were on the stringer.
The hash browns wouldn't be lonely.
Our partners were
looking on when Blauch hooked the largest fish of the afternoon. He knew
immediately it was a bruiser, and when he eventually landed it, he made a
mark on his paddle to verify its length. At camp that night, he would
measure it at 19 3/4 inches.
``I haven't caught one
this big for a while,'' he said, all smiles.
FLIES ARE HIS FAVORITE
We could have
caught these bass on spinning gear, certainly, but Blauch enjoys fly
fishing for bass and pike.
``It's more
interactive,'' he said, re-lighting his corn-cob pipe that night after
supper. ``How do you explain it? You're interacting not only with the
fish, but the fly itself. You're imitating natural prey.''
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Fishing guide Jim Blauch of Ely
fly-casts for northern pike during a trip into the Boundary Waters Canoe
Area Wilderness. Blauch and four others caught a few pike and several nice
smallmouth bass during last week's three-day trip on lakes near Basswood
Lake.
A popper -- a
thimble-sized piece of painted cork with a concave face and a sprig of
feathers -- imitates a bug struggling across the surface. Munford had
fooled most of his bass with a Dahlberg diver, a deer-hair fly that dives
and resurfaces repeatedly. Both are surface flies.
``Fishing on the
surface, you get to see the explosion,'' Blauch said. ``You get to feel
the hook set, and then it's the immediate feel of that football or pike on
the end of your line.''
Fly-fishing is not as
easy as conventional fishing in some cases. If the fish are deep,
sinking-tip lines and more patience are required to get flies down to
where the fish are. And if it's windy, the fly-fisher must seek a lee
shore to deliver his fly.
SPECIAL PLACE, GOOD FOOD
Whether his clients are catching fish at any given moment or not, Blauch
and other Ely guides have something else going for them. They're fishing
in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. Bald eagles patrolled
the lake where we camped. An osprey flew over as we fished bass. Beavers
glided past our camp on their way to the cutting grounds. Clintonia,
twinflower and bunchberry bloomed at our feet.
Rain fell
during a good portion of our trip, but we sat under Blauch's well-rigged
tarp and told stories. His colorful past spawned many of the stories. He
has hiked the length of the Appalachian Trail, once owned 72 guinea pigs
and has led wine-tasting tours by mountain bike in California. If you're
ever out with him, be sure to have him tell you about the morning in high
school when he checked his trapline before going to a wrestling match. He
caught a skunk that morning.

A balsam fir and its cones soak
up a June rain in the canoe
country near Ely.
Our
last night, we sat under the tarp eating fresh bass, northern pike and
mounds of hash browns. Rain tapped on the tarp. Parthun's golden
retriever, Belle, slept at our feet. Blauch kept delivering more piles of
fillets from the frying pan.
Munford, who grew
up fishing in Georgia, was impressed.
``I didn't think I'd
ever say this, but you fix fish better than my mom,'' Munford said. ``I'm
not gonna tell my mom that.''
The fishing itself,
though, remained something to write home about.
Copyright (c) 2005 Duluth News-Tribune
Record Number: 0506180057
Photos by Jim Blauch
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