After getting our fill of dink rainbows on the White River the past three days trying to float dead low water on the tailwaters, we were in search of some “strange.” Enter the Spring River. It had been since March, since I had been on the Spring River. But after the trip that Will King and I took with Mark Crawford, I was looking for any chance to get back to the Spring River. A few nights before, we were trading stories about our favorite rivers and the Spring River came up. It is more of a catch and keep river, and currently is managed as such, but it would offer the best opportunity to get out of the tailwater grind and chase some of the big rainbows that congregate on the river in the fall.
The river didn’t disappoint. We each caught a handful of fish in our limited time fishing the standard egg fair, and even picked up a fish or two on a small streamer. The highlight of this stop was watching Craig hook up with a pig of a rainbow. When we first spotted the fish flashing on the bottom, I thought it was a carp. I was not convinced it was a trout, until Craig was hooked up with it. It was over in 5 seconds, but he tangled with his first double digit rainbow on the Spring River. It was the biggest rainbow I had seen on the river to date, and stoked the fire for each of us to get back. We rolled off the river after about 3 hours and headed back to St. Louis after 4 days on the trout waters of Arkansas. Lots of fun and lots more to come.