The past few days I guided a group of Osage men. William, has fished with me before many times. This year he turns 88. He's a hell of a fisherman and a really awesome guy to get to spend the day in a boat with. I certainly hope at 87 I am floating rivers and catching fish. Yesterday morning the clouds settled in above us and we had crazy amounts of monster browns moving all around us. We didn't hook the submarines but we did manage to land lots a great fish, including this brown.