river is alive with bugs - caddis, March Browns, stoneflies big-and-small, all which would probably draw interest, but it's so much fun fishing the perch float I see no need to change.
Things finally wind down about the time the sun drops below the cliffs so I pack it up and drive out. Pretty big water down low (only folks I see on the river all day are kayaking through here)
maybe not snow-capped peaks but pretty country in it's own way
looks like Sauron's eye
my apologies to Josh for doubting him