Agony and Ecstasy

I have taken a few weeks off from fly-fishing to run the Salt Lake Marathon. Having prepared for this for the past 3 months, I was eager to finally 'get r done.' A special thanks to the Van Wagenen Family for some helpful encouragement at a tough mile 17 on the course. It was awesome to hear Art sing "War Pigs" as I ran by, while Jasmine (6 months pregnant) waddled along cheering. This scene was like fuel to my fire, and I was able to step on the gas a bit until mile 23.
Run on.
I'm hearing the Blue Wings are out in force, as are the occasional Skwala's, on the Middle Provo. With this beautiful weather, it's time to get back on the water before run-off starts in full-swing and the pristine waters turn to chocolate milk for the next 8 weeks.
Fish on.

Hot fishing amid cold temps on the Green River

Matt, Kevin, and I headed up to float Section A of the Green River. A late-Spring snow storm did not deter us, nor did the lonely girls dressed in PJ's in the Maverick Gas Station in Mountain View, UT. The snows did not relent for the entire day, leaving me wondering at times why I wasn't skiing in the deep powder rather than fishing the freezing temps. I personally only stayed as warm as the fishing was good. Fortunately, the fishing in the afternoon did warm up. Of course, on the Green one is always guaranteed the catch of breathtaking scenery. I have a new appreciation of this river, as I had never fished it in a snowstorm. The fresh snow on the green junipers, set against the red rock cliffs, certainly made for some memorable scenery, regardless of the fishing. Either way, the fishing did improve. Enjoy this video of Matt's underwater release of a nice rainbow, one of 20 we caught on the trip. Excuse the jitteriness of the video; rod-bending and fish-landing tend to get everyone in a bit of a fray.


Fishing was fine for all.

Kevin with a nice rainbow...





Matt showing us how to slay with streamers...