Up early yesterday for a nice secluded day on the water. Drove down to the Arkansas and up Bighorn Sheep Canyon a few miles above Five Points. They’re resurfacing the road, so going was slow, but hit a lot of nice runs before the day was out and saw a lot of nice fish.
Caught five good brown, returned all but two. Also hooked and lost the biggest fish I’ve seen in my thirty-plus years of fishing that river. An absolute monster.
Up early again this morning after another hard night’s sleep on the bum arm. Somewhere in the middle of the night it ceased hurting, but came back again, with a vengeance, toward dawn. The day off was good for the head. Gave me the time to figure out where I’d gone wrong with the story I tore up. Went back to work on it this morning and, presto, it found its way to respectability.
Put in a good workout this afternoon, then went off to run errands and hang a few flower pots for K. All in all a nice quiet day.
Hey. Trout dinner tonight.