Our annual Green River Trip, except for last year when we moved up to Idaho, has been planned for months. Even so, StoneRidge Guy and I weren't prepared to take our StoneRidge Pup Maggie with us so our wonderful neighbor and friend offered to puppy sit. That made leaving her a much easier task.
We left Blanchard on Wednesday and drove for about 7 hours getting us to Spencer Creek Campground where we spent the night. It's about an hour north east of Idaho Falls.




A nice place to spend the night, but I wouldn't want to stay for any length of time unless I was into dirt biking or 4 wheeling.
Anxious to get to Utah, we left early on Thursday and arrived at Deer Run Campground by 6pm that evening. It was great seeing our friends from the old neighborhood. We had our camp set up in no time.


As we have since 2002, both families set up in the same spot. We share kitchen accessories and alternate with the cooking chores. It makes for a very pleasant time.
Friday morning we were all ready to get to the river. The next two shots show the river at put-in just below the Flaming Gorge Dam.



Unfortunately, I didn't have my camera ready where we launched the rafts and pontoons. So you'll have to take my word for it that we've never seen it so busy. There wasn't much room for all of the water craft. We had to double up while we waited for the guys to drop off one of the trucks at Little Hole take out.

The river was much higher and running alot faster than previous years plus it was HOT! Because it was so busy up top, we decided to beach at the earliest convenience to get our gear set up.
The girls thought it would be funny to toss crackers into the water and the fish loved them. They were jumping out of the water to eat. Taylor, the older of the two, was there and ready with her rod. she hooked into a monster trout.

It put up quite a fight, and after a few minutes she landed it.

It would have been a keeper, over 22 inches, but we put it back. They are just too beautiful!
Because the river is running so fast, it's much harder to stay in one place for fishing. Expecially since I had lost one of my flippers. Now all I had were the oars to manuever and that didn't leave me with enough hands to hold my rod.

It was a quick trip down to Little hole, but the scenery is breathtaking. These pictures just can't do it justice.

Knowing that the river is usually more busy on weekends, The girls had planned other trips for Saturday and Sunday. Saturday the guys went back to the river and girls went to Red Rock Canyon. They have a small private lake and restaurant. The big girls could sit and relax while the young ones tried to catch the baby trout and crawdads with their butterfly nets.

Then take a paddle boat ride. It's a good thing they didn't get too far. They were complaining about how tired they were before they got 50 yards from the dock.

Sunday we woke to a cloudy sky and slightly cooker temperatures. We took the 90 minute ride down the mountain to go to Vernal. The guys went golfing and we were planning to go to the dinosaur museum. We would usually make our trip to town mid week and never had a trouble. Duhh! We're in Utah. On Sunday. The museum was closed along with the restaurant we would usually hit for lunch. It didn't leave us with too many options. So we hit the K-Mart, Smith's Food King and McDonald's. HooHoo!
It rained on us on the way back to camp. After unloading the groceries we decided that ice cream was in order and wifi for me and Jeanette. The guys have just arrived and we're going to check out Little Hole to fish.
I'll try to update everyone again sometime before we leave here.