Well gang since Colorado has been in monsoon mode for the last ten days combined with the end of the snow melt most of the mountain rivers have been pretty blown out. Sooooooooooo! I called my son-in-law Greg and set up an early morning meeting at the confluence of the Platte and Cherry Creek. This is smack in the middle of down town Denver which posses a few challenges of a different kind. The skyline is 50 story office buildings and Invesco Field. The area is lined with bike and hiking paths and even the DFD was running rough water rescue drills through the man made rock rapids placed there for kayaks. The smell and the look of the river here is not the clear clean mountain streams you find at 8000ft and above but more like something you would find in Gary IN. You really need to tend to your back cast as not snare a family on their recumbent bikes. Or one of the many "Les personage De homeless" who seem to be some what semi-permanent camped under the numerous bridges. You are also asked constantly by passersby " Are there fish in there?"......"What kind?" ......"You don't eat them?...Do you?" (How ever some of the transient residents looked very puzzled when we threw them back). On the plus side I have converted one more trout fisherman over to the dark side. Greg, who works down town, was talking about taking his lunch hour down by the confluence.