There is nothing quite like camping right on the river so you can hear the splash of jumping fish and the slight ripple of running water. Howard and I drove the 3 hours from Salt Lake to the Green River, outside of Kemmerer Wyoming to hit the Green River and the Hamm's Fork again since we had such great success back in June. It was now mid October and much, much cooler. The perfect month for camping. As always I found myself in one of the country's greatest places the week of my birthday. Thanks Sara!
Howard has this amazing Cabela's Outfitter's tent that we used this time around. I have to admit, we had a great set up. Each had a cold weather sleeping bag on a large cot with a table between us. We even had a coat rack and side tables. It got below freezing at night so we also had a propane powered Mr. Buddy indoor heater. It made all the difference too. It was turned on about an hour before we got up so the tent was warm enough to not need a jacket for breakfast. All we had to do was swing our legs around.
We even had a front porch of sorts. This was perfect because Wyoming is always windy and this protected us while cooking on the stove. Because of the cooler weather, there were no mosquitos so we could leave the door wide open.
This particular bend in the river was wade-able but pretty featureless. Fish were caught by some bait fisherman but we didn't try hard enough to succeed.
The other side of our tent consisted of what most of Wyoming looks like, sagebrush, antelope, pheasants, and coyotes.
Even if we weren't here to fish, this was a great place to start a trip and spend a few evenings.
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