Chalk Creek

Chalk Creek…or should I say No Creek

Once again The Oracle is right—but then again you don’t get a name like “The Oracle,” for nuttin. Chalk Creek should be changed to “You Can’t Fish Here Creek.” I have to add here that The Oracle is not the only person to say that Chalk Creek is pretty much locked up by private land owners, and there is virtually no fisherman’s access. Colby has suggested that maybe we try fishing it all the way up in Wyoming—that may be the answer.

I took a few pics of some areas that I didn’t think a farmer, or worse one of the mini-mansion owners would come out with a shot gun ready to blow my head off--just for being close to their land. Chalk Creek has more mansions along its banks than it has farms. Usually when you see rivers that are all locked up by private land owners, they’re usually farmers. Maybe it’s just me, but somehow I have more respect for them, guarding their land from encroachers, then the yahoo who builds a mill-&-a-half home on 20 acres next to the river.

I get why the land owner becomes a little jacked up about idiots tromping across their property; especially when you get people cutting fences, and littering. I want to say that behavior like that doesn’t happen, but I have seen a lot of it for myself first hand. When David, Hammer and I met on Mammoth Creek we camped in the exact spot I camped in a few months before. The whole areas was littered with whiskey bottles, cans, just trash—tons of it. So I have seen firsthand what people can do. But, and here comes the big but—is it really fair that you lock up and entire river? Can’t we look to Idaho or Montana and find the simple agreement in the middle where land owners have rights, but fishermen can still just fish.

Maybe it is worth the time to drive all the way up Chalk Creek Rd into Wyoming, and maybe we can have access to what looks like a fantastic river. My daughter, Beezer and I hit the Weber on the way home, which is always nice. We didn’t catch any fish, but she did make friends with a few cows.