ShelleyFor a variety of reasons, I did not have a guide for the White River. In fact, I haven’t seen but one other person this week – a fellow angler with whom I greedily struck up a conversation.

I researched the river, found the public fishing access, studied the water, found a place where I thought might hold fish, rigged my line with the right flies to the right depth, made some good casts, and found myself with a half-dozen or so Mountain Whitefish.

Not quite ready to be a guide myself, but I’m doing okay.

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