On Father's Day, Sara and I drove up to the North Fork of the Tongue River. The water is still quite high. The stream is running through the bankside grasses, but the water is now crystal clear.
A gusty breeze blew the 48 degree temps in our face, but we still managed to catch quite a few fish on dries, streamers and nymphs. Lots of fun making this a wonderful Father's Day.
…as an added bonus, we arrived home in time to watch the Spurs beat the Heat!!