Oh, and in keeping with my tradition, I wiped it in the Smoky. (I seem to fall into every single river I fish at some point or another) The Smokey was no exception....everything except my hat and shades got soaked as I stumbled on a large rock while crossing the river and Rosie had to rescue my one shoe. ..

...(Damn crocs really float good.....

)
Thanx to Rosie, I had both shoes to continue our trek....
