This is a little light for a trip report, but hey, post what you’ve got, right? Made it out today with my dad for a float on the Salt River, which is our redheaded stepchild of a tailwater. We caught some dinker trout, but the highlight of the day was the numerous and highly elusive Arizona bonefish (or desert sucker to the lay person). That’s right. I like the way they grab a copper john and run into the backing, especially when the alternative is watching the pro bowl.
And now, the dirtiest FP you’ve seen in a while:






