As advertised, yesterday was the final installment of propping up my lackluster trout fishing summer. The Blackfoot called my name and these days because of inter-tubing stimulus recipients the canyon stretch is just about the only show in town (see local fishing reports). My father drummed up John Howard again to provide boating and rowing …
I have been busy working, trying to avoid stock market murder holes and pay my rent. This trip has been scheduled for awhile and I’m not sure if the timing is perfect or awful. In an effort to give the middle finger to the economy I’m forming my own PPT with a small group of …