I have just returned from a tremendously awesome fishing trip on the Crooked River and had it not been for Markcanby I would not have gone at all. Early last week I get a call from him suggesting the idea and Friday late afternoon we were on our way. Arriving at the river around 7:00 under clear skies, we set up camp, whipped up a couple burgers and planned our strategy for the next day. That night had to be one of the coldest nights I have ever spent in an tent. It would have made a penguin uncomfortable. I reluctantly crawled out of it in the morning to find my tent was covered in frost. In his tent, Mark used two sleeping bags plus a catalytic heater but all the heat went to the top of the tent leaving the floor like an ice box. Guess it would of worked if his tent had a loft. :lol: In the morning we were joined by Bigsteel and lilsalmon and started fishing. We found an enormous hatch of Blue Wing Olive mayflys on a small stetch of water and we dug in right there and presented our best fishing efforts. The water was so littered with bugs that you would loose sight of your own as it hit the water in the middle of thousands of naturals. Bigsteel started the show by hooking into the first eager rainbows followed by Markcanby. lilsalmon, still in the learning process of fly casting, caught them too. But it was Markcanby who managed to fool the most fish. We almost had to throw water on his fly rod to cool it down! Two of his fish were a very impressive size and were absolutely beautifull. (Markcanby or lilsalmon will get pictures soon). For me, well I came out a no hitter. I had one on but it broke OFF. We got back to camp late afternoon to pack up and we got the pleasure to meet Irishrover who somehow found us during his fishing day there as well. Although I came back without fish, my greatest pleasure was simply fishing on an awesome day in an awesome place with new friends.