PPS Destinations Report 

Silver Hilton Lodge, Babine River, BC, Canada
Date:         October  2007

Reported by Dr. Chris Travis, CA, USA

Eight of us helicoptered into the remote Lower Babine River .  IFor me, it’s always an exciting time because we know that the largest steelhead, in some of the finest steelhead water in the world, are lurking beneath the fabled waters we are going to fly fish.  

Our destination…. The Silver Hilton Lodge, where elegance, fine dining, wonderful wines, and great guides are the standard.  My roommate and fishing partner was none other than Lani Waller, the famed 3M Scientific Anglers star of four fly-fishing-for-steelhead movies. He is the author of books and articles, an ardent conservationist who champions the cause to save our steelhead and the rivers they migrate to spawn. He is one hell of a guy too….the real deal.

The weather cooperated with some light mist and snow.  Temperatures stayed low enough so runoff was not a problem with the river. Conditions were great for the steelhead migration and our fishing.  However, steelhead numbers were down in 2007 because the Canadian government allowed the Commercial fishery to net along the BC coast for 64 days, almost twice the amount normally allotted.  This was after fisheries biologists told the DFO (Department of Fisheries and Oceans) that salmon and steelhead numbers were already at dangerously low numbers….Go Figure.  Well, the Canadian Government got caught because they tried to hush the biologists and their research and they went public.  New policies are now in effect and many DFO people involved are not working there now.  So, maybe the steelhead will fare better in the future.  

In any event, we knew coming in, the numbers were down but the size of steelhead were up.  So, the amp meter was high, to say the least.  The minute the chopper landed, I ran to my cabin, changed clothes and grabbed a lunch sack and headed to one of the best runs on the river for an afternoon, plying the waters of Dave’s Drift (now called Canadian…eh?).  This, the first day, is changeover day and the guides were out checking the drifts by fishing themselves while the guests stayed close to the lodge, fine tuning the gear and working on spey casting while getting used to wading in moving water.  It is a great time to unwind from the hectic schedule back home.  

The next day came early. The guides woke us up with fresh coffee and a fire in the pot bellied stoves as they informed us of the conditions and where we will fish for the day.  We ate a hearty breakfast, donned our wading gear, and headed to the jet boats where the guides took us to our drifts.  Each day after had us fishing different sections of the Babine allowing the runs to rest for a day or so.  The advantage is significant.  The steelhead are not educated to the point of  becoming leader and fly shy.  They are aggressive and will strike a fly readily.  

During the week, I was able to hook 23 steelhead and lucky enough to land 17.  On my last day, a large 21 pound buck took my fly deep into my backing. Twenty minutes later, I was fortunate to land him.  Lani was there to take photos for his new book.  My guide, Dave Holland, meticulously netted the fish, measured, weighed, and took photos, as well.  One of the other anglers in camp, Steve Scott, landed a huge 31 pound buck, measuring over 45 inches long.  

Being Lani’s roommate was the highlight of the trip for me.  He truly is a renaissance man, not only in fly fishing, but in other avenues of life.  For example, he is an accomplished bowyer, crafting recurve-bows from plied rare hard woods for hunting.  This is a tedious job where one must be meticulous in every step in bow making.  Obviously, being a world famous fly fisherman, has allowed him to travel worldwide to exotic locals and entertain one adventure after another.  He weaved his stories as we sat there riveted next to the huge fire. He has not had a dull life.

The week went too fast and before I knew it, we were given a CD of photos for the week and whisked by helicopter back to reality. Way too quick, dude.

Chris Travis