On up a ways, along the lodge dining room area, yet another wedding was under way with a mariachi band “thrumping” out delightful Mexican music. As we were fairly close to the seated crowd, many of the guys crained their necks watching Greg “hoovering” trout in.
All through the route up stream, with the varied music playing, we were also accompanied with the distant sounds of deep-throated thunder from a thunderstorm way to the north.
It was a very unique fishing experience, rather pleasant, except for the stern request by the ranch owners to not fish along the stretches that might distract from the activities of the weddings.
Ron "Doc" Sheets 2008