FISHING ON THE LOGAN

WHILE WE WERE VISITING UTAH THIS PAST

WEEKEND. WE TOOK OUR OLDEST

GRANDSON FISHING ON THE LOGAN RIVER.

NOW I DON'T KNOW HOW WELL MOST OF YOU

KNOW THE PETERSON'S, BUT YOU

PROBABLY KNOW THAT THEY ARE

VERY COMPETITIVE... AFTER I CAUGHT

THE FIRST FISH AND LET ACE REEL IT IN,

I MOVED UP RIVER A FEW FEET.

I CAST MY FLY INTO A GREAT RIPPLE

AND SURE ENOUGH A LARGE

CUTTHROAT ROUNDED OVER MY FLY.

I SET THE HOOK AND I MISSED.. ( I RARELY MISS)

AND I HEARD BART MAKE A COMMENT

THAT I WAS GETTING SLOW. I CAST AGAIN

AND THE SAME THING HAPPENED. I DID THAT

ABOUT 6 TIMES. BART HAD CAUGHT A

FEW LITTLE ONES THAT HE LET ACE REEL IN.

WE WERE GETTING READY TO GO DOWN STREAM

WHEN I WENT TO HOOK MY FLY ON MY POLE,

AND TO MY FRUSTRATION IT WOULD NOT HOOK.

THE HOOK PART OF MY FLY HAD BEEN BROKE OFF.

OH THE THINGS THOSE PETERSON'S WILL

DO TO WIN...!!!!!!

MATTHEW AND TREAVER STOPPED

BY ON THEIR WAY DEER HUNTING

AND MADE FUN OF ME... SO I HAD BART

THROW A ROCK AT THEIR FEET TO GET

THEM WET.. IT WORKED, IT SPLASHED THEM GOOD.

THEY YELLED THAT BART WAS LUCKY

THAT I WAS BY THEM OR THEY WOULD

RETURN THE FAVOR... THEN BART TOLD

THEM THAT I WAS THE ONE THAT TOLD THEM

TO THROW THE ROCKS...

SO YOU GUESSED IT...

ROCKS CAME FLYING AT ME..

THEY GOT MY HAIR WET..!!!!

AND I THINK I MIGHT HAVE BROKE A NAIL... HAHA

FYI: THE DATE IN INCORRECT ON THE PICS

MY CAMERA WAS STUCK ON THIS DATE..:)