A bachelor party took place in Steamboat Springs this past weekend.
Question: Who’s the lucky guy?
Answer: Part-time fly-fishing guide and full-time cool cat Tim Marek.
Question: You guys fished then, right? I mean, you were right next door to the mighty Yampa!
Answer: Possibly.
Question: Did you catch anything? Got any pictures?
Answer: Stupid question. Cameras were not allowed at this event.
Question: Ok, so you partied your ass off?
Answer: I don’t remember.
Question: Come on! Did you pull off the usual bachelor-partyesque activities?
Answer: Sorry…I signed a confidentiality agreement.
Question: Hmm. OK…who else was there?
Answer: You don’t want to know.
Question: Man, you suck. I come looking for some juicy stories and all you can give me is the runaround?
Answer: Them’s the breaks kid.
Question: Screw you!
Answer: That’s not a question.
MG signing off (since I have nothing substantive to offer)
Comments
You should have given us a call!! Sam told me that he loves being a DD!
I tried getting a hold of Sam beforehand, but the message kept saying “We are trying to locate the subscriber…who is probably preparing for bow season somewhere out of cell phone range”. I would have tried harder, but was running on someone else’s agenda.
I can report, however, that the tailwater IS fishing well, all the way down to Sarviss.