In my eighth decade of floating down the river of life, I realize my voyage has been interwoven with bull trout. I’ve grown old with these sinister looking, torpedo-shaped native fish of the Eastern Slopes and bigger rivers. Read More
In my eighth decade of floating down the river of life, I realize my voyage has been interwoven with bull trout. I’ve grown old with these sinister looking, torpedo-shaped native fish of the Eastern Slopes and bigger rivers. Read More