The Hard Way


It had been a long while since I’ve had a chance to get a fly fish float trip down the Blanco River between Wimberley and Kyle. Part of the reason is that it is at least a 2 day commitment. Its 20 miles from Little Arkansas Road to 5 Mile Dam or 15.6 miles if you are willing to leave a shuttle vehicle at Lime Kiln Road. Either way it’s more than a 1 day trip. The other, more significant reason is that the Blanco River hasn’t been flowing well for a long, long time. It is a fairly shallow river in normal flows but with the persistent drought it means that there is a lot of dragging or worse, and the river may not even make it to Lime Kiln Road before going completely underground.

For this trip we had arranged our pull-out to be at private property, making our trip a mere 12 miles. Most sane people would load up their kayaks and happily fish this over a couple of days but I decided to try something different. My daughter Jaz and I decided that we would prefer to fish from float tubes and it seemed possible to pack enough overnight gear into the floats if we were smart about it. We knew it wouldn’t be an easy trip but then again, I think we have a tendency to do things the hard way.

The night before our trip a summer cold front rolled through, illuminating the night with a tremendous show of lightning. It also dropped about ½ inch of rain. I’m not going to complain about the rain, we need it too much, but I did figure a cold front would make the fishing slow the first day.

After dropping off the Jeep at our pull-out spot, we got our gear unloaded at Little Arkansas crossing in Wimberley where my wife dropped us off. While preparing the floats, I was especially careful not to over-inflate the tubes.

01EstablishingLoading out the floats with lots of gear

02EstablishingThe river is very shallow at the beginning of the trip

Unlike Anthony’s recent trip, we had brought enough patch material to repair the bladders but if a bladder gets over-inflated it rips the float cover, hemorrhaging horribly.

Great Blue Heron watches us closely

A Great Blue Heron watched us with great interest as we tested out our rigs in the shallow water to see if they were too top heavy. The floats were a bit hefty but they handled it well, it was time to go fishing!

Any concern about a slow fishing day quickly disappeared as I pulled out a nice little bass on my 3rd cast. Over the course of the trip, we caught dozens of bass and hundreds of panfish but I didn’t want to just fill this write up full of what fly fishers affectionately call “fish porn”, instead what follows are mostly photos that give some sense of how the experience felt to us with brief descriptions where needed.

04ScenicFalls next to TSU Alumni Campground

05ScenicLong stretch of ankle deep water

06GreenHeronGreen Heron at work

07ScenicLimestone cliffs, about 1 mile down from put-in

08DaveFloatMidGreat fishing just past the cliffs

09DaveBassJumpThis bass made 7 jumps, we named him Sir Jumps-A-Lot

10DragonFlyLanding pad for a Dragonfly

11JazWadingJaz working a pool full of panfish

IMGP1920Redbreast Sunfish on a popper

12DaveEvery bend opened up to beautiful new scenery

13LMB01Largemouth Bass, the yellow popper was definitely the most productive fly of the day

15DaveThis ranch uses old cabooses for guest cabins

16aLMB02Largemouth Bass release, what the hell was that minnow thinking?

16bLMB03… and a wave goodbye

17ScenicA lot of good shorelines to fish

18MantisFriendly Praying Mantis

19ScenicCypress Tree lined skinny section

20Rio01Rio Grande Cichlid

21Rio02He is so ready to be released, not happy to pose for photography

22ScenicMore great pools to fish

23ScenicLate in the afternoon we made it down to one of my favorite sections

24ScenicIt is relatively narrow but offers great fishing on both banks

25LMB04Big Largemouth Bass of the day, somewhere around 17 1/2″ in length

As the sun dropped low behind the trees, I hooked into the best bass of the day fishing deep with a Flying Cat. The landowner just downriver watched the fight which must have appeared to be a much larger battle with my 000wt rod doubled over then came up and spoke to us just after I released her. A bit of friendly discussion later and he agreed to let us sleep on his property overnight.

26Scenic01Limestone cliff leeching out water from a large spring

Jaz finned over to a spring and loaded up 3 liters of clean, cool water for us to filter at our campsite.

02ScenicBeautiful private property for a campsite

We could have gone downriver about 200 yards to an island had the landowner not agreed but I had spotted 3 trees on his property that would be perfect for us to use.

27Dave02Hammocks set up for the night

The day ended with us only putting in about 3.9 miles. Far enough since we had 3 days and a lot of the reason we went so slow is that the fishing was so good. We set up and ate dinner as quietly as possible, being mindful that we were guests there. The new hammocks were great to sleep in and we both slept well.


We quickly broke down camp as soon as we awoke. Each of us attending to tasks that needed to be done. At one point I hear Jaz giving the float tubes a few pumps and I didn’t think anything about it. After we got all packed up I moved my tube a little to the side and heard a sickening rip. Sure enough, she had accidentally over-inflated the tubes and hemorrhaged my cover. To be fair to her, my tube was a couple of years old and I had used it hard, the bottom where it ripped was well worn and definite weak spot.

As punishment, I made her put on her sweetest face and go up to the landowners house to call for a rescue. After Kelly (bless my supportive wife) brought me one of our demo/loaner floats we got on the water late in the morning.

06ScenicAwesome little island for a single hammock

03ScenicSouth channel of the island we were originally planning to camp at


04JazPortageHeavy floats are tough portages

05DaveFound a little pocket full of sunfish

IMGP1927Bluegill Sunfish

07DaveDragging my “new” float.

It became apparent early in the second day that we were going to be spending a lot more time dragging and portaging this day than fishing. On top of that, the further we went downriver the warmer the water became. I assume this is because of the low flow rate and there are fewer springs in this section.

08ScenicMore cliffs

10ScenicLots of shallow, warm water

11JazUnderCliffJaz working a rare deep run next to the cliffs

12HelgHellgrammite that found its way onto Jaz’s fin

15ScenicThe water was way too shallow and way too warm but the scenery was always beautiful


Well, look who we caught napping in shallow water

14TRC02This Texas River Cooter doesn’t want to come out and play

16DaveNo doubt at this point that any fish were only going to be found under the shade

17LMBAs the day wore on and the temperature kept climbing, the fishing slowed down making us work even harder for the fish we did catch

12ScenicIt was around 103 degrees by the time we passed by Riverbend Ranch

19SSTThis Softshell Turtle didn’t move fast enough to escape Jaz

20JazNearRapidsJaz working an area at Riverbend Ranch where an underwater spring cooled the river

IMGP1943Yet another Largemouth Bass falls for a yellow popper

IMGP1921The most common catch of the trip was the Redbreast Sunfish

Stopping2FilterStopping to filter water

By the time we left the Riverbend Ranch area the sun was scorching, the river shallower and the water temperature getting ever warmer. With fly rods in hand, we lowered our heads and trudged downriver for hours without making a productive cast. It was exhausting, sweat drenching work and yet still rewarding somehow.

YetMoreDraggingDrag the float

LongPortageCarry the float

BlancoGuideTaking a break in the shade to check out our progress in the Blanco River Pocket Guide

After checking the guidebook, we noted were making good speed and it soon became clear that we would reach the property where were going to pull-out before dark.

LongDragThe sun was broiling us from above…

DaveDrags… and the water was beyond warm, it was hot below us

21IMGP2154The sun finally drops down and gives us more shade

22IMGP8285Passing to the west of an island, nearing Halifax Falls

 We decided to cut short our planned float and take a private road (on the property we had permission to be on) to retrieve the Jeep. It would cut off a mile of the float but we were spent and the thought of hauling our smelly carcasses to an air conditioned restaurant for food and cold drinks was irresistible.

23IMGP2162The best catch of the trip, this 15 1/2 inch Smallmouth Bass put up a tremendous fight

24IMGP2165Another shot showing the great markings on this fish

I was flipping the popper off to one side as we finned down the last little stretch of water, hoping to catch one more sunfish for the day when the water explodes. I watch my popper fly up clear of the splash, but I instinctively yank the rod to set the hook anyhow. I curse myself for pulling the popper away from a fish who had so obviously missed it. In a few seconds the popper is back in the water, at the shoreline near where the fish just missed it. A few twitches of the popper and I started to feel disappointed then – SPLASH – fish on!

It was obvious from the start I had a smallie on, the fish knew where the current was and used it expertly to maximize his pull on my little rod. He put up a grand fight and made me wish I could find a place where all I caught were Smallmouth Bass.

While we walked up the dirt road to retrieve the Jeep, Jaz and I contemplated how tough the float had been. I would not recommend it to anyone unless the gauge in Wimberley read between 70 to 150 cfs and the temperatures were under 90 degrees. I certainly would not advise anyone to do it in a float tube unless they were willing to pack extremely light and be prepared for exhaustive finning. We had done just that at around 18 cfs with temperatures over 100, payed the price and had no regrets.

It was an amazing, totally exhausting trip and we would do it again anytime.