Fishing on the Verde River by Brenda Whiteside

The Verde River

Summer is in the air. When we lived in Minnesota that meant only one thing in our household - fishing. Now that we've moved to Arizona, the fishing season just got longer. I will wager you that my husband manages to go fishing every season somewhere.

The hike down

We discovered not too long after we moved to the northern prairies of Arizona that the Verde River starts in our back yard. That is a slight exaggeration but not far from accurate. Across the main road that runs through our speck-on-the-map town is the start of the Verde River. A mile up the road and down another dirt road, we parked and hiked down to the fledgling river one day to fish.

Side note: I grew up in Phoenix, Arizona and, as a kid, went tubing on the Verde. Farther west from where we now live our little Verde turns into a regular river.

No fish in this section of the Verde

Back to fishing. I have always enjoyed stream fishing so much more than sitting in a boat on a lake. I really looked forward to this adventure. On this particular day, what we did really can be called fishing. It certainly wasn't catching. My husband had fished another area of the river and caught all kinds of small mouth bass. But this spot, the spot he took me fishing, was a rout. The area is beautiful and secluded. The quiet and the scenery, I enjoyed. Running into a rattlesnake didn't add to my fun. Maybe sitting in a boat fishing is not such a bad idea.

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