Fortunately, Monday, I was with one of my favorites, a strong fishermen and off-duty river ranger with GTNP. In the summer, I never wear waders. It's too easy for me at 5'3'' to get water in them and be pulled under. Several of the best fishermen in the valley have drowned in waders. So I wet wade, with lightweight pants and Tevas. It's safer and exhilarating standing in wild water all day. There's nothing like it in the world, for my money.....not even blogging.
Catching a nice Snake River cutthroat on a dry, Marty nets it, and oh so gently releases it to catch again another day. We both caught some beauties. At one point I took a swim. While it wasn't a life threatening situation, Marty literally saved my derriere. He was near enough to reach down and catch me as I started slip sliding away!