A few weeks ago, Eddie and Chrissy Slayden joined Gabbie and I for a fishing trip on the Deschutes River. The fishing was good and there was barely anyone on it, which is rare for this section. The weather was exceptional too, not too hot or cold. We got to go swimming, drink some beer, and catch some trout. Our second night on the river, a fire was started by a backpacker that didn't watch his gas stove carefully. It tipped over and the rest is, well burnt. Eddie noticed the smoke from our camp. We had just finished dinner and was ready to kick back. I called 911 and we all decided to pack up camp and move one before it got too dark to row through the two class III rapids that were ahead of us. We obviously made it out okay and rowing through the smoke was a new experience. A great trip in all and I have the tan to prove it.









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