Ain't it funny how the time slips away? Barely a month removed from the trout crusade, it already seems a distant memory. The cool, wet winds of change are a blowin', and my thoughts have turned to two handers and doodaddies (steelhead season, for the Dudewater novice). Yours probably have too and you're probably tired of hearing the longest story ever told, so we'll cut the fat and just leave you with pictures and captions on the final roundup. It was a hell of a ride, but the pictures tell the story as well I could anyways....
Over the rainbow