Day three found us on the main channel again. Neal and Denis were meeting up with us today. We flogged the water for a few hours and picked up a few fish, but fishing was tough. We concluded that the fast drop in flows threw the fish off their game. Still don't think they have worked back into their normal areas. Around noon, we decided to try the lower river so we parked at the gas well lot. When we got to the water, Denis and I took the south channel and the rest headed to the north channel. Denis is a hell of stick and I learned a lot from him. He is on the Irish National Fly fishing team, so needless to say, I was a little intimidated. After fishing for 5 minutes that all went away. He is so warm and gracious that their was no reason to feel intimidated. We took turns as well fished up the channel. He caught a nice 18" bow, the first he tried for. I took my turn and caught a nice brown, and so on and so forth. We laughed and ribbed eachother as we fished our way up. We were asking eachother tons of questions so I think we both learned a lot. After what seemed like an hour we ended up in the lower flats. Actually it had been 3 hours. We looked around for the rest of the group and they were gone. We walked back to the car and headed back to camp. Another 4 star meal was in the works. Elk tenderloin and elk jalapeno sausage and fried taters were on tap. Another fantastic day with friends on the San Juan. As you can see from the photos, we had the luck of the Irish with us!!! Denis, you are the man!
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