Western Clave Impressions

I've been going to the Western Claves since they started. This one was
fairly typical and had the stuff that keeps me going back - fine
fishing, good companionship, beautiful country,......

Like usual, there were some flamboyant incidents like "kerosene" Joe and
his astonishing, forest fire avoiding, pyrotechnics display; Wayno's
serenade to the young Amish girls that got us in trouble with the
campmaster; and various and sundry minor injuries, but most of my
impressions are of a more mundane sort....

Watching Danl work a rising fish for a half hour going through numerous
fly changes and finally landing it without spooking it off (this from a
guy who could barely cast a fly at the first Clave)

Visiting one of my favorite small waters where I saw some interesting
Brown trout behavior (and caught some nice fish)

Hearing about Bruce's vacuuming job on the Madison (but unfortunately
spending little fishing time with him). Bruce was even more "on fire"
than usual, fishing with an intensity that was impressive even for him

Finding out I could still make the hike in to Slough Creek (beautiful
place) without too much trouble

Watching Jeff become "of age" on the Madison

Seeing lots of wildlife that included moose, mule deer, elk, beaver,
white tail deer, muskrat, marmot, coyote, bison, bighorn sheep,
antelope, many different birds and assorted ground creatures and having
a couple fine conversations with a talkative Marmot and a taciturn Bison
(missed seeing a grizzly sow and her cub at Slough by about fifteen minutes)

Had a good time

Willi