Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Twelve Months of Mighty Missouri

The Missouri River. One of the greatest places in the world if you are a fisherman of any kind, but it is an especially hallowed ground if you are of the flyfishing persuasion. Pods of fish slurping everywhere, nymphing riffles everywhere, big fish chasing streamers with abandon. Everywhere. Needless to say we make the trek over Rogers Pass as many times a year as humanly possible, scoffing at sleep, garden maintenance, and music festivals, for just one more chance at landing a hog Missouri fish. 



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