Ben and Sherma set up up river and we set up down river in a spot that could have held one more rig. It didn't take long to get situated and in no time we were eating lunch and getting ready to fish. We planned on trying to catch some Cuts and talked about maybe even landing an elusive Bull Trout. That would be fun!
|Osprey across the river from camp.|
|The stump is a salt lick so this dear visited every night.|
Then next day we went fishing again, this time down river. We spent most of the day working the riffles and didn't do too bad.
Back in camp Ben cooked up a chicken dinner and we again watched the skies for space debris. Clouds came in and by the end of the evening we were seeing flashes of lightning. The thunder lead the way of a couple of big storms during the night. The second one brought so much rain and hail that we thought the top of the camper was coming in. Linda snuggled up close and we waited out the loud downpours. Once they passed we went back to sleep the sound of the river singing us back to our dreams.
|Ben's Dutch Oven chicken dinner!|