As usual, the Army has kept me from my passion, and that's drinking beer, I mean fishing, ha ha. Even the Army wouldn't keep me from drinking beer. I did get out to the Green River this morning for a few hours, fishing at HWY 18 bridge, Metzler, and just short of Flaming Geyser park, not picking up a damn thing, except for a few smolts. The river is at an all time low, as some of you may know and I really don't think the fish are there any way. I fished at Palmer a couple weeks ago and had the same luck, oh well, bring on the springers. Drop me a line if you have any luck or word on the Green River, and I'll do the same.
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We sleep soundly in our beds because rough men stand ready to exercise extreme violence on those that would harm us.

-George Orwell