
My 15 year old son, Jack, is a great kid. He’s a top-notch student athlete, helps his mom, and serves as the in-house IT tech, modern culture advisor, and Gen-Z language interpreter in exchange for room and board.
But despite these worthy attributes, he does have one deep flaw: he’s not much for fly fishing.
I know, I know…his mother and I are horrified. It’s especially difficult for my wife. She’s from Northern Idaho, where every newborn is issued a baby-sized utility trailer to practice backing up, a future deed to a ginormous garage known as a “shop,” and a fly rod.
Despite repeated efforts, I’ve largely failed to get him to put down the ball (he plays three sports) and pick up the fly rod. He’s successfully given me the “Heisman” on fly fishing — until recently when I called an audible.
We were making our annual summer trek to Coeur d’Alene to visit the outlaws, er, in-laws. In order to preserve my sanity, I always plan a day on the water with the outfitter that got me hooked on fly fishing: Joe Roope’s Castaway Fly Shop.
On this visit, I insisted that in exchange for running endless pass patterns (high school football season is coming), Jack would have to come fly fishing with me on the Coeur d’Alene River for native westslope cutthroat, wild rainbows, and hybrid cutbows.
He wasn’t thrilled, but with a teenage, bone-crunching handshake we had a deal
We hit the water under cloudless, robin-egg blue skies.
Jack took the front of the drift boat and our guide, Ed, gave our young charge a few tips such as not casting over the length of the boat — in other words: “Don’t hook your father!”
For this trip, Ed armed us with 9-foot, 4-weights and informed us it was going to be a dry fly day. While nymphing is productive, casting for cutties on big dries, especially terrestrials, is an ideal way to fish the Coeur d’Alene this time of year.
The river is about 80 percent cutthroat and is renowned for its consistent dry fly action in the summer months. It’s way too easy to get spoiled on this river if you like dry fly fishing and lots of surface action. Even better, cutthroat are great for beginners since they will devour a dry fly. I see the westslope cutthroat as similar to eastern brook trout: aggressive, opportunistic feeders, which rarely let a meal get away if they can help it.
Even better for the newbie fly fisher is that there’s usually no need for a big pause on a surface strike. In my experience, these cutties aren’t sippers; they slash at the fly, turn, and they’re gone. It’s game on in the blink of an eye.
Indeed, these fish will often hook themselves – and to my chagrin, Jack got on the board first with a small cuttie that swallowed his grasshopper imitation. (To say that we’re competitive would be an understatement; the trash talking came fast and furious.)

Being behind in the Brookes v. Brookes fish count 1-0, I cajoled Junior to “fluff one up” for me in the back of the boat. Thankfully, I was soon on the board with a decent cutthroat, slicing into his momentum like a hot knife through summer butter.
Of course, not every rise to a fly resulted in a hook up. There were plenty of swings and misses by both anglers and fish. In fact, I suspect sometimes the cutties nose-poke the fly for authenticity, trying to determine whether the offering is edible.
The Coeur d’Alene offers a wide variety of hydraulic habitats, including riffles, runs, pools, eddies, and undercut banks, and we hit on fish in all of them. Eventually, with lots of coaching from Ed and some grit, Jack was able to put it all together: casting, setting the hook, playing the fish, and getting it into the net. Nothing quite like seeing a big grin on your kid’s face and getting a fist-bump after he lands a fish.
We landed some 15 trout, mostly cutties and a couple of cutbows, on a quick half-day trip. No rainbows this time and no monsters, either. Last year about the same time, I landed 30+ fish, including an unofficial “Inland Empire Slam” of cutties, ‘bows, and cutbows with a couple of 15- to 16-inch fish in the net.
(An average cuttie in the Coeur d’Alene runs 10-14 inches with 16-18 inches being on the big side. There are claims of 20-plus inch cutthroat in there, too.)

Nothing quite like fly fishing for cutties and cutbows on dries on an unpressured, scenic river of cool, clear water as it courses through the Bitterroot Mountains under big, wide-open western skies.
That’s living, baby!
I’m not sure Jack’s totally hooked on fly fishing yet. Like a wily trout, there’s a good chance he could throw the fly and come unbuttoned. But I’m hoping that this trip was just the first of many fly fishing trips for the two of us.
Even if he boats the first fish.
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Dr. Peter Brookes is an award-winning outdoor writer from Virginia. Connect with him at brookesoutdoors@aol.com
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