Friday we hooked 4 boot kings that all let us go before we had a chance to let them go, saw quite a few caught and only a couple I would have considered keepers, we floated from the gravel bar down to the church camp. I think I talked to the gentleman that died moments before the heart attack, there was an older gentleman on the bar when we launched and he was still there at 4 when I retrieved my truck, he was cleaning fish and we chatted for a few minutes then I headed out, 10 minutes later while loading my boat rescue vehicles started passing by (at least 7 or 8) 1 stopped and asked directions, heard later that night the details and I'm 95% sure it was the same guy.