Haven’t seen my little buddy since March; he doesn’t seem to have missed me




I was wrong




A couple days of good company and beagle love then it’s back on the road again. Need to gas up but it’s looking a bit threatening




It holds off a bit but by the time I make the turn north it hits; Hand of God and all that (luckily just wind and rain here; they had golf ball sized hail just to the south)




By the time I get to the campground it’s blown thru; pretty quiet in town




Head for the water to see if anything’s happening this evening. Not much; only a random caddis here and there and no fish up. I get 3 on but nothing comes to net.






A few tricos on the camper in the morning




But the spinner fall never really happens; I see a few fish fall to the fleet but I’m not here for bobber fishing. Time to head on


Playing the shell game