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| Up in Montana, The Dog likes the Mighty Whitey on the business end of his rod, and we like our dogs to carry a big stick. |
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I've yet to meet a brownie that wouldn't fall for a scrumptuous san juan worm! |
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| everyone found someway to pass the time |
Bottom line water was high, as were our spirits because we were not at work and we were fishing in Montana. This is the first, of hopefully many posts on the joys of catching the wily trout on the fly, and the pursuit of adventure and where to find it!
