The Animas River

The Animas, at 38 degrees, was a bit fickle today. I was having one of "those days" where I could tangle or snag for just about any reason possible. Amazing, physics-defying snarls consumed a lot of my day. It was even slow for Travis, who caught 1 really fat and beautiful Rainbow. She must have been full of eggs because she was kickin some serious flab. Oh Animas, you tricky lady, you.