Springtime in the Rockies is unpredictable. One day the sun is shining and rivers are high and muddy, while the next consists of snow and the feeling that the decision to put away the down jacket may have been a bit premature.
The lady and I are in Dubois this weekend for some R&R. We woke up this morning to heavy snow, making it feel more like early March rather than May. Despite the blanket of white though, things seem rather tranquil, and curling up with a good book next to wood stove may be just what the doctor ordered. Have no fear, at some point over the next few days, rods will be rigged and we will try to coax a few Wind River brown trout to hand..... There is even talk of floating with our good friend and fly fishing legend, Leon.