It is easy to get intimidated by world class rivers.
I guess the Henry’s Fork was a little intimidating to me.
With the old rule of thumb being that “eighty percent of the fish are caught by twenty percent of the fishermen”, I was pretty much convinced that at least for this trip I might fall into the “eighty percent” of fishless fellas category.
Nonetheless– being the supreme optimist that I am– I was up at 4:30 a.