Just got back from the Upper Rogue. The bad news is the fishing wasn't great. The worst news is that we got to repeat that news to the approximately 1,278 rafters and tubers who asked as they floated, spun, bobbed and drank their way by.
Of course, it's hard to complain when you know they're going to be there, so let's just say the people watching was better than the fishing (pretty damned entertaining at times), and move on from there.
Schmidt's Walkabouts blog is serving as an excellent example of how grinding conservation efforts can become. Kudos to those guys for hanging in there and trying to preserve an important part of the Green River.
From the ever-interesting Collateral Damage, an odd story about how things can go terribly, terribly wrong whenever eels and pugilism collide...
Over on the other side of the Atlantic, the mighty blogging Scots of the Kelvin River are reporting little fun (or fish) in the heat. Sounds kinda similar to here, though I think our bottom-draw dam might give us the edge. Hang on guys, it can't stay hot forever...
Finally, from the Blogfish conservation blog comes a cuddly little story about... slime.