Hard to believe been over a month since I last posted...too tired? too lazy?...too whatever, truth is I think just did not feel like sitting down and pounding out words after 12 hours or so dealing with the trials and tribulations of guiding fishermen. One glance at my log book and seeing that yesterday I drove 172 miles, spent 7 hours and 45 minutes on the oars and another hour or so cleaning the boat, packing the cooler, picking up lunches, poring over the fly boxes to make sure I had the right stuff and so forth and...Whew! And that most days it's been hotter than Hades of late (Yesterday 94 when I pulled the boat) sure doesn't help. Little wonder I ain't had the gumption to keep the blog posts coming at more or less a regular basis, eh? A course no one to blame but the ol' boy hisownself so...
Though still have four more days on the books for July, August and September are lookin' mighty skinny so the red gods willin' and the crick don't rise maybe will have a few more interesting adventures to report next time...stay tuned.
P.S. In case you wondered the Beav has been on fire through June and July (nymphs and dries) except for days when the river is bumping up. Big Hole is still running slightly above average and fishing is good most mornings and not so hot from about 2 p.m. on...If you are planning to float beware the river is getting pretty skinny above East Bank (Best bring the raft) and pretty boney for hard boats from East Bank to Divide...T.J. knocked a hole in his RO boat below Jerry Crick couple days ago.
