Women Unleashed

If you were an angler, would you long to see the Green River? And you, River, would you teem with rainbow, brown, and cut-throat trout under whipping winds, rain and snow in May?

When you carried us to long, dark pools, hiding places for hungry fish, were you surprised at boat after boat of women shouting peals of laughter to reach your depths?

When the bead-headed-nymph was taken by the cutthroat did you not marvel at the partnership of guide and fisher?

Four days and nights passed with deeper friendships and memories and laughter. Woman, did you not marvel at women unleashed?

Women on the Fly came and went onto new beginnings.

Circa 1998 with Cindy, Cathy, and Debbie in Utah

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