Monthly Archives: June 2015

The Green River

June 22, 2015

The Green River is a major tributary out here.

Last month we saw it near its confluence with the Colorado in Canyonlands National Park.

We visited it last week in Dinosaur National Monument, at the “Gates of Ladore”.  The Green was thick and red with silt from feeder creeks.  To get to the “Gates” was tough, it is about 100 miles from nowhere including the last 10 down a gravel road. We could only stay for a day as the temps were in the 90’s and the mosquitoes were too glad to have visitors.

In the search for temperate weather we have found an idyllic spot just outside the Flaming Gorge National Recreation Area.  We are at 8,000 ft. so temps are moderate during the day and perfect at night. And guess what, the Green river comes out of Flaming Gorge Reservoir crystal clear and beautiful.  I fished yesterday.  Very frustrating to see large trout swimming by and not interest in any of my offerings.  My only consolation was my fellow fisherman seemed to have no better luck.

Leslie and I had a lesson in forest fires on Saturday.  On our way to the lake we saw a small fire next to the road.  A half hour later, the road was closed and 50 acres were on fire.  We had to drive around the reservoir (150 miles or so) to get back to the Airstream.

Flaming Gorge Fire

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The Western Slope

June 11, 2015

To distinguish themselves from Denver and It’s sprawl, they refer to this area as “the western slope”.  It does have a more western feeling with cowboy hats and pistols on the hip.  If you include Durango and Mesa Verde, we have been in Western Colorado for over three weeks.  I went fishing in the Gunnison River, in the Black Canyon of the Gunnison.  I actually caught a fish, which is probably the norm as this is “Gold Medal” water.

Yesterday we saw wild horses and Leslie saw her first Bald Eagles.  Today we are looking down on Grand Junction from the Colorado National Monument.

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Mountain High

June 5, 2015

Left the desert (Moab) on Monday and have had a great week north of Ridgway, CO, near Ouray.  Cool dry air in the Mountains.  Amazing that you can drive 150 miles and change your environment so much.

Went fishing for the first time of the year yesterday on the Uncompaghre River.  What a disaster.  Wrong rod, wrong flies, spent most of the time sitting on a log untangling my messes.  But like the guides say, when you are not catching fish, look up and see where you are!

Leaving Ridgway State Park and heading for the Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park Today.  image