First thing in the morning I get a text from my buddy "You want to fish before this imaginary snow storm hits?" I replied "I am on my way." I arrived at the stream first and suited up. I figured I would walk upstream and fish streamers down. The moment I set foot on the trail the snow started dumping. My buddy got there and we decided we better call before the roads got to crazy.
I love a powder day, but was not happy that I got chased off the river. I made it a point to come back and finish the job the following day. The fish were slamming streamers. Here are a few highlights.
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