Sometimes you just can not let go. I had to catch that third summer steelhead. This day on the Rogue River of Oregon I wished I had called it quits early. Ignoring the brooding, building clouds, I got to experience first hand one intense and scary thunder with lightening storm.
A good haul of the mountain black morels and a few yellow jumbo morels.
97°F on the Rogue Valley floor. Much cooler in the Cascades. Time to go morel hunting before they disappear for another year.
Our latest foray along the Rogue River.
Click below for the April 8th morel hunt.