on my first trip to Montana we stayed at castlerock inn on the Galletin river.
wading to a nice big pool i stepped into a deep hole. my chest waders filled up unbelievably fast.that was the first time i had ever really experienced the shock and fear of the possibility of dieing.
some how instinct took over i let the current take me till i could reach a rock and grab hold and stand up.
i could not believe how heavy my waders were. i rolled my waders down to let the water out.i sat there for along time realizing how lucky i was. if i had panicked i could have easily drowned.

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