Tag: fly fishing
By Keegan Uhl
Guest Contributor
Big Santa Anita Creek at Chantry Flat–I had heard the tales of rainbows and browns from “back in the day,” but I had never seen this idyllic stretch of incredible trout water for myself. I only took up local fly fishing a year ago, during the four-year fire closure of the area. I was eager to see it for myself last week when they reopened the area.
So, a friend and I spent a day scouting for Chantry Trout. I assume the weirs, across the stream at regular intervals, stamped with the date 1959, were built to control flooding around the 80 or so cabins in the canyon. I also know that these probably very quickly filled up with sediment, rendering them useless, much like the Brown Mountain Dam on the Arroyo Seco above JPL.
I also guessed that these dams would act as fish barriers. So while scouting, we made sure to walk as much of the stream as we could, thinking fish could be localized in one of these runs. We covered a lot of ground, from a half-mile above Sturtevant Falls all the way down to within a half-mile of the reservoir. We hiked seven miles. I am deeply sad to report: we found no fish in the stream.
I put my waterproof video camera in pool after pool, hoping and praying to see a little movement under a rock, a fry tucked up into a crevice. Nope. Nada. Zip. Zilch. We also tried flies, of course. And with ample experience fishing the streams of the Angeles and San Bernardino mountains, I can say with certainty–if there were fish there, we would have caught ’em, or seen ’em.
We did find hundreds, thousands perhaps, of frogs (and tadpoles visible underwater)–another observation that points to the absence of a healthy population of trout.
This was a total bummer, as the stream itself looks “incredible.” There is a surprising amount of water flow for this time of year–pool after pool of deep, cool, aerated water. Just perfect for our native rainbows. The flow was many times what we see this time of year in other creeks that manage to support fish, like the Arroyo Seco.
I had high hopes that with the recent high-water years, maybe some fish had survived the fire and repopulated, perhaps from the reservoir below, but it seems that’s not the case. Now, could there be some survivor fish in the reservoir and perhaps immediately upstream of it? Yes, it is possible, we did not make it all the way to the reservoir. But there are certainly no trout in most of the accessible water.
Perhaps we can convince the CDFW to repopulate the stream, stocking it with wild rainbows from nearby drainages (perhaps a rescue of East Fork San Gabriel fish is in order, before the rains come and destroy that stream?). Our mountain rainbows have their genetic roots in the Southern Steelhead runs of a hundred years ago, and keeping good stocks of those populations may help repopulate the endangered Steelhead if and when we are able to reconnect them to the ocean.
Here’s hoping all that comes to pass.

What are the obstacles against catching/releasing a native Rainbow in our local waters? Let’s list the Big Three:
Ongoing drought since 2001, which tree rings show is the driest 21-year period since at least 800 A.D. when Vikings sailed and Mayans built temples. (San Jose Mercury News)
Frequent forest fires, including 2020’s Bobcat Fire, which devastated the West Fork of the San Gabriel River. Local fly-fishing club members report there are no fish in a stream beloved by us all. I would add the footnote, “for now.”
Beginning in the 1930s, channelization to prevent flooding, dams and development block rainbows from returning to the Pacific Ocean and, conversely, steelhead from returning from the ocean to the San Gabriel Mountains to spawn.
Yet today, there he was, in a flow of cool, clear, crisp water. Small and full of fight, he glimmered like a slim beacon of hope.
In a world of seemingly unrelenting bad news — disease, gun violence, war and now economically crippling inflation — this is why I continue to trek in our local mountains and continue to cast a line into the seemingly impossible. In our waters, there are still possibilities, there is still hope. Remind yourself next time you are on the water that the mere act of continuing what for many of us is a retreating normal, miraculous life remains.
See you on the river, Jim Burns

your asking the wrong people. forest ranger patrick everyday does his part to clean the park . problem is the people are animals with no courtesy. not enough of authority up there its sad i know. but people need to take reposnisbility.
I was just there today. It looks as if there was an air drop of trash all along the west fork of the San Gabriel River. I’d love to say that it’s just an issue of blocked and/or overflowing dumpsters, but it’s clear there wasn’t even an attempt to get the trash to a receptacle in most cases. I could’ve filled a couple dumpsters just within the first mile of the footbridge – and that doesn’t include what was strewn all around the dumpsters. Between the litter and the tagging (in broad daylight!), I wish they’d stand watch and ticket the living piss out of these jerks. We could wipe out the state deficit with one June weekend.
John P Tobin

Here is a status report from the Fisheries Resource Volunteer Corps president, Dave Baumgartner on the Angeles Forest and the trash.












