Got the opportunity to spend the day on the ditch with my good friend Paul. The previous night would be spent strategizing over a few glasses of fine single malts , trying to decide the prefect float, void of guides and wade fisherman. Our planing worked to a T. The river too ourselves. Not another boat and only one wade fisherman. Hard to believe for a Saturday and such a beautiful day.
The water cleared and was in great shape for a fall day on the river. The fish were in for serious harassment. As the aspens and cottonwoods are in the slow turn of fall, the other foilage on the river bank is alive and beautiful. The morning also brought signings of turkeys, deer, beaver, muskrat, ducks and geese. What more could you ask for. Well a fish to the net...
Hangin' it up at the end of the day, Floatfisher style.
The fly of choice in the afternoon was the fabled "Purple Haze"
