We started our adventure in not the most desirable weather, you can see the slide show below. We headed out to Apollo's (where else) to get lunch, seen Dad on the way there he joined us for lunch and just visited. We got on our way and it snowed on us until we got past Currant Creek headed toward Starvation Reservoir. The sun was peeking through and it actually got warm. Stopped in Duchesne to load up on caffeine and seeds, where Parker asked where the students parked at the high school seeing only a handful of cars, I said they were all parked right there.....LOL. Onward down the road we stopped at Wally World to pick some fishing stuff we neglected to bring with us for fishing the Dam and then got on our way. We pulled into Dutch John around 4 and got checked into our "cabin" and then went fishing. We went to Cedar Springs Marina, on the way in ran into a few deer at Deer Run campground. We pulled in and parked and got to fishing. Parker used his trusted Jake's and I threw a few things, we moved around and Parker got into one it was a nice 3-4 pound rainbow, I video taped him bringing it in. It was getting close to closing time for the cafe up there so we headed in, got a bite to eat and then headed back out. This time we went north to Sun Bay and fished until the sun went down and it got COLDer. We caught quite a few fish in the bay it was a fun start to our fishing adventure. We headed back to the cabin and we were thankful we were not in the tent, the wind blew hard all night and it was bitter cold and it snowed a little that night as well. We woke and got ready for the day, we packed every piece of warm clothing we brought. We met our guide Rob at the station and got acquainted with him. He turned out to be a very fun individual to be around. We headed to the river and were the first boat on the river. Rob set us up with his gear putting Parker in the front and me in the back of the boat. He taught Parker how to fly fish it was awesome watching and listening to him instruct Parker. He set us up with nymph's to begin the trip and taught us how to use the strike indicator and what to watch for. Before too long Parker landed the first fish of the day, his first fish on a fly rod on a nymph, and his first fish on the Green River. We traveled a section of the river a few times until Rob felt we had hit the most active of fish in that stretch. I watched and listened and Parker was learning and catching fish it was great! I also watched the other boats to see what they were doing, we were literally the only boat bringing in fish. I caught a couple and picked up some great hints and secrets I had not heard before and got okay with the nymph's myself. We fished and fished then Rob asked anyone hungry? Parker of course was hungry we pulled over and Rob set up a picnic like no other. We fished from the bank while Rob cooked us a burger and set up for us. We visited for a little bit and got to know Rob a little more, he is a retired paramedic and fishes full time and guides during the summer months, in the winter he travels the southern hemisphere and enjoys life. He then took the fly rod and proceeded to show us the true art of casting, it was enjoyable watching him work the line, he got a couple, then decided we better move on. I told him not be in a big rush we were enjoying the demonstration. We took off, we still weren't half way down. He set us up with dry flies and pointed out all the things to watch for and where to run our flies. It was awesome, we both learned tons! Parker again caught the first fish of the afternoon, his first fish on a dry fly, he was all grins! We got into them for about an hour not noticing the snow coming down around us all day and forgetting about time. Our fingers were frozen, pretty sure I got a little frost bite on a finger, but it was all good. Rob started the heater up for us and we got the feeling back in few and back at it we went. Catching more fish on the dry flies, we tried to keep track of the number we were catching, we quit counting after 80 something! We made it past halfway point and Rob looked at his watch stating it was 4:30 we still had 3.5 miles of fishing. He guided us through hole after hole and kept our minds off the cold and snow that was falling on us all day. We ended the day floating down with our hands in front of the heater and sharing jokes and stories, Rob worked his A off for us, he was awesome. We were the first on the river in the morning and the last off in the evening, 10 hours of fishing. Our shoulders and forearms were spent. I couldn't imagine how Rob's arms were feeling he would take us through a hole and then paddle up stream and run it again and again until he felt we had caught all the active ones, again watching others float past us and not getting anything. We made it back the station at 7:30 and said our goodbyes and hit the road for home, spent and happy with perma grins as wide as we could smile. We counted deer all the way out and reflected on our adventure, conclusion AWESOME!! Thanks Rob.
