I have been nose to the grindstone for about six weeks. Do not think that I have forsaken fly fishing or you, dear reader. It’s just that if the decision is between spending my free time fishing, or writing about fishing, the former wins the battle every time.
I have several short blog entries covering the rivers fished and the places traveled in the last month. Coming down the pike is a multi-part story of my fishing safari in Utah, a few entries about some local fishing back on the home front, and a few crazy stories thrown in for good measure.
The Utah safari came to fruition due to the fact that I attended a trade show in Lost Wages (Las Vegas to the foolish), followed by another trade show in Salt Lake City. There was exactly 5 days in between shows…perfect for a short fishing excursion. A call to my college buddy Jay, and the plan was hatched. Our list of rivers fished includes the Green, a small spring creek that shall go unnamed, Current Creek, and Big Cottonwood creek on several occasions.
On the home front, it will read like you have been reading all along – the West Carson and the East Carson in both the NV and the Special regs sections.
Enough priming for now. Time to get on with the stories.