We decided to take the pups for a walk by the river yesterday. Hurricane winds were in effect. It was nice to walk somewhere else other than our usual town walk. Unfortunately, Bodhi did provide a little drama (shocker). I walked him over to investigate a bag that was stuck on a barbed wire fence. The wind picked up and caused the bag to make some noise and it scared him. He got a little caught up in the fence. Everything is fine but he did suffer a small cut on the nose. This in no way slowed him down for the rest of the day. He is now probably right at 6 months old (lost another baby tooth a few days ago and has another one just about to come out). He's now weighing under a pound less than Dharma. He is still stubborn as ever. This could have been a mistake of monumental proportions.

This is the South Platte River downstream of the last spillway before dumping into 11 Mile Reservoir. I have not fished this stretch of river in probably 2 years. This time of year the fish generally hold in deeper pools. With the wind howling, it was tough to spot them but I still saw some really nice fish in that 18-20" range. This stretch of river is really nice to fish on into the wee hours of the morning under cover of the night. The truly big browns come out at night (particularly in the fall) and you can pitch huge streamers quartering downstream and they will utterly destroy it. It's quite exciting.


Both of these shots are pretty skinny water and it stays this way pretty much throughout the year but there are some really deep undercuts and pools that hold monsters. I get goosebumps.