Good God I'm worn out. Big weekend on the Bighorn with Matty, Christine, and the two dogs. Lots of fish were caught yesterday by all that fished. Afternoon thundershowers and that water is cold over there. No bugs of any real merit at this stage. Great worm and sowbug fishing. Floating weeds down lower on the river made for plenty of opportunities to work on the old moss flop.
Oh and BTW, the Yellowstone looked like shit stew from Livingston all the way down past Columbus.
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