Friday, dropping in to high bank at G & L a truck sized piece of clay calved off. Amazing display of natural power it was, too bad this was only halfway through our float as the entire lower river blew out

Saturday on the Duc - A pair of soaking wet eagles let three equally wet fisherman row within five feet of them...

Along time ago...fished the upper river from the bank one morning...took a nap, walked three miles back on the road and fished the same stretch from the bank again, right in my own tracks were that of a younger cougar, probably a juvenile. It sure seemed to get dark fast that day...