Sir Homey
Steelhead
It has become a yearly tradition and it rarely disappoints. We had a little of everything this year - snakes, rain, sun, moon and stars, wildflowers, and lots of wily tenacious ’bows. We took the low road in opting for more strolling and slow rolling than scrambling down the high road. Once a camp was nestled in among the sage brush it was game on. You know it’s serious business when you spend more time in your tube than your sleeping bag.
