A big river, is the Missouri...
Our guide Brian put us onto some good but somewhat difficult fish. Long casts and feeding the whole fly line into the drift was required. The windy conditions did not help matters either. All this casting did, of course, lead to me burying a caddis parachute past the barb into my loevely wife's upper arm. Brian saved the day with an expert hook extrication.
The browns were by far the larger fish, but the rainbows made up for their smaller stature with plenty of jumps, 2-3 feet out of the water.
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