...my fishing license AND my CG ID today while fishing the Green at Flaming Geyser. I don't know what posessed me to put my ID card in my little green fishing license thingy, but for some dumb-a$$ reason today it seemed like a good idea. Tucked 'em into the top pocket of my waders with my car keys and shrimp scent... but when I got back to the truck just as Mr. Trooper was making his last call rounds to clear out the park, only the keys and stink were in my pocket.

I have duty tomorrow, so can't go back out to look 'til Saturday... I had intended to fish this weekend! If any of you are headed out to the Green tomorrow, could you help a damsel in distress by keeping an eye out for my little green impossible-to-see-on-the-ground fishing license holder please?

I fished between the 1st parking lot by the RC Plane airstrip upriver to the first bend. Thanks so very, very much. I don't know which is worse... losing my license or my ID. OK... I know which is worse... But I can't replace the license without my ID!

Love, Elsa