DeYoung 2013 Montana Brown Trout

Outdoor artist and friend Derek DeYoung keeps reminding us just how beautiful the fish we keep chasing with our fly rods are with his incredible paintings. Derek’s new series of artwork depicting the flank patterns of various trout have us working hard to try and keep up with him too.

The first hand painted design we replicated to kick off the DeYoung Flank series is in a colorful brown trout pattern.

Derek’s inspiration for the brown trout design is described in his writing below: My favorite time of year is Autumn…the rich smell of fallen leaves.

My favorite college football team the Michigan Wolverines on TV…trying to entice me to stay put on my couch, instead of having some adventure on a river or a mountain. The sounds of the bull elk bugling as I stalk the Lamar River looking for a rising cutthroat. But the most beautiful thing Autumn has to offer in my opinion, is the Fall colors of the Brown Trout. During their annual spawning season, brown trout transform from their normal colors to a palette of deep gem hues…These are the colors that make the Brown Trout my favorite fish to paint. And their ferocious feeding habits make them my favorite fish to catch! Each one looks unique, but they all seem very willing to chase down a streamer and test its durability.

When I stand in front of my easel, staring at a blank canvas, I search my mind for a specific experience to inspire and give life to the painting. This is the story of the brown trout that inspired me to paint "Abstract Brown Flank -Blue".

One Saturday morning, just after high water, my friend John and I decided to drive up to middle Montana, and find out for ourselves what fishing opportunities existed there. We started by driving up to a ranch house on a particularly tasty looking stretch of nameless creek.

The ranch owner had no problem with us fishing, so we threw our gear on and headed upstream very optimistic about our day. Strangely though, run after run gave up no fish, not even a flash or any sign of fish at all. After a couple hours we decided to move upstream a few miles and see if the fishing was any better. But as we headed east in the truck, we were plagued with indecision, should we pull in and ask another rancher? Should we head way upstream??

We ended up at a public access, worm containers strewn all around the rip rap rocks under the bridge. My optimism now at the lowest point of the day I shrugged my shoulders and began working a streamer through a deep hole under the bridge. At the same time John headed up to the first riffle, and was hooked up almost immediately with a pretty little brown trout. We began working our way upstream and caught several browns in every pool.

After about a mile, the fishing was so good that I decided I wanted to try something different. A few browns had grabbed my streamer from the surface.. before it sank. This made me think they might be willing to take a mouse off of the surface! The only problem was that I don't carry mouse patterns in my fanny pack, so I walked all the way back to the truck to get a couple from my gear bag.

I made it back up to a fresh pool and cast the mouse quartering downstream, letting the current swing the mouse down and across, as I twitched it and gave it a little life. After a few casts, and no takers, John ran his streamer through the same water and he proceeded to catch two nice browns. We moved on and I hit the next hole with the mouse love.

Again, John worked the water over with a small black streamer and got three hits, and landed a fat 16" brown. We moved on and I was losing enthusiasm fast, forgetting what that wonderful jolt of a brown trout hitting your fly felt like. After three casts on this new pool, I let the mouse swing all the way out into some shallow calm water. Before making my next cast, I looked upstream to see what the next pool looked like, and considered clipping the mouse off for a while and going back to the streamer.

At that very moment I heard an explosion in the water just downstream from me. By pure instinct I lifted the rod and felt the heavy thumps of a big brown trout trying to shake free from the fly. He fought very hard for the size of water he was in.. running up and down the pool, jumping and cartwheeling. When he finally came to hand I was delighted, he was a thick, heavily kyped, male brown trout of about 18". Very likely the bully of this particular neighborhood. This was the first brown I'd ever caught on a mouse during the day.. and though it sure didn't happen the way I'd planned it, it was one of the most memorable fish of the summer.

Derek DeYoung

DeYoung 2013 Montana Brown Trout
SKU SKU5691124271
Reel Model
Our price: $1395.00
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