
Growing up in Dillon, Montana, I thought nothing of the name “Bloody Dick”. It wasn’t until after I left that I realized there are some rather bazaar names to come out of this area. I recently took a trip back home with some good friends from Minnesota. They couldn’t help but get a kick out of Bloody Dick creek. The fact that it was in Beaverhead county was the icing on the cake. I’m sure there are other oddities, but I know there is at least one peak named “Molly’s tit”. So there you have it…Montana was settled by a bunch of third graders. I think the actual story is that there was an Englishman who lived in the area who said bloody this and bloody that a lot. Whatever the story of the origin, Bloody Dick Creek offers some of the finest small stream fishing that Montana has to offer.
I would not have said that when I was a kid. Sure the nearby reservoir Lake had lots of finicky brookies (strange for the species), but the stream was nothing special. Cattle were (and are) allowed to graze right along the stream and mucked it up pretty badly. I think they have cut down on that quite a bit now as I didn’t see any fresh manure and the stream looks very healthy. Growing up, a 7 or 8 inch brookie was good sized. They still aren’t monsters (and never will be), but the habitat now supports some very healthy sized fish. My uncle Eric, a legendary fisherman, pulled out what he said were the healthiest fish he’s ever seen in Reservior Lake (12″ plus on some). The creek yielded several in the 8-10″ range and a few pushing 12″ You need lots of patience or a float tube if you really want to catch them in the lake, but it is well worth it.
As for Bloody Dick creek, all you need is stealth. The fish will bolt and shut off if they even detect you are near. Shadows are a killer. You have to be willing to move…a lot! Once you take a few casts you’ve pretty much spooked the fish out of a hole. The advantage is that the habitat is absolutely perfect along the whole stream. Spook a fish? No big deal, move ten feet and you’ve got a new hole. It is hard to believe you can have miles of stream all to yourself.
If you don’t spook them, these fish aren’t picky. In late summer, when we went, we used caddis patterns, royal wulff, and hopper patterns. All the big guys were caught on wulff-like hopper patterns (one in picture). If I had to pick one fly to fish on any mountain stream it would be a leggy royal wulff. Looks like lots of things and the red triggers violent attacks. No need to do anything but dry flies. Using stealth and delicate long casts, one can expect to land 20-30 per hour. If you’re not catching that many, you are doing something wrong. That said, you are going to catch some tiny little buggers (seriously tiny – I often times backast a minnow by accident). Using a big fly will reduce your take, but you’ll hook up with the bigger fish.
Montana has the reputation for trout fishing for a reason. The big rivers have the monsters, but if you want what I consider the best fishing experience the state has to offer, stay at the Bloody Dick cabin (where we stayed), and enjoy miles of perfect trout habitat all to yourself. And all on public land!! (That’s right…taxes make it possible…just my cup of tea)