Got there early enough Friday to set up camp & fish 6 hours, checked out some brookie water, no brookies, only bows. It started a light shower & the bite was on.
I slipped off one rock & set down in water up to my chest, refeshing to say the least, shivered the rest of the evening, then i tripped, fell 2' right on my left side & arm, scraped leg bad & still can't lift my arm all the way up

We went down lower & caught a lot more before it got to dark to see the flies.
Saturday, my bro-n-law & another friend hiked in 4 1/2 miles to brookie water, all bows

, evidently, someone is screwing the stream up

I fished some tamer water with a couple other guys, caught my fair share of wild bows again.
Sunday, break camp, the other's head out & bro=n-law and i go fish for several hours to trick some more bows.
Still sore & need to download some pics, we ate good, got up with cramps at night & had a blast. We'd sit around at breakfast & complain about what kept us up at night, getting older sucks, but we're planning for the next torture test

Grumpy