Fishing Weekend on the Green

The Green River

Spring in Northwest Colorado has been cool and wet this year. Not that any of us will complain after last year’s fires, but still, where is summer?! We are limited where to camp at this point; too much snow in the high country. We don’t normally go to the same places week after week, but adjustments need to be made if we want to camp right now.

We headed to the Green River, again, this past weekend. Our timing was actually pretty good, since the release from Flaming Gorge will be increasing this Monday. Reports say it will go up to 6,000 cfs. Rafters will be happy.

BT looking for the big Brown Trout

Saturday we headed to the river stretch just below the dam (Flaming Gorge, UT). A little busy, but you could still find a spot on the river where you didn’t have anyone close by. Fish were biting, and water was pretty clear. While Bill fished with another friend that joined us for the weekend, I ventured along the river on the hiking trail that goes from the dam to Little Hole; about 7 miles. Beautiful, easy trail along the river.

Wild Flowers along the river trail

Fish were caught, and released! Everyone was happy. We left our campground early afternoon on Sunday to 80 degrees, it was 57 by the time we got home. Glad we had a couple of nice summer days in Utah.

Camp ~ Lily Pad

Winter is upon us…


As winter approaches here in northwest Colorado, our camping days are numbered. We haven’t called it a season yet; not ready to store Lily-Pad yet.

September and the first week of October had us enjoying the outdoors pretty much every weekend. There was fishing, hiking, river floating, and even some wine tasting.

On one of our many trips we visited Browns Park (border of CO/WY/UT). The area is a vast, isolated valley, on the far end of Moffat County, Colorado. In the spring, when the Green River is running at its peak, rafting is very popular. Otherwise, it’s a peaceful corner of the world where you sometimes don’t see anyone for days!

View from overlook - Little Hole, Green River, Dutch John, UT

The view from the overlook at Little Hole, Dutch John, UT

Around the corner from our campground in the Browns Park area, along the Green River, was the Historical Jarvie Ranch. Since I had some time to kill while my husband floated the river, this was the opportunity to take a glimpse on how some of the earlier settlers lived. According to BLM website, in 1880, John Jarvie, a Scotsman, built a ranch along the Green River to offer store goods to those that lived or traveled in this wild territory. Jarvie chose this location due to a naturally occurring river crossing which was used by Indians, fur trappers, travelers, and local residents. At its height, the Jarvie ranch operation included a store, post office, river ferry, and cemetery.

Rumor has it, in November of 1895, the outlaws that occasionally called Browns Park, Utah home decided to repay their neighbors for their kindness and generosity. Basically, they wanted to say thanks for not turning them in. Among those that wished to thank the Browns Park residents were Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.


Floating the Green – Little Hole (Dutch John) to Indian Crossings (Browns Park)

Once in a while, we manage to include golfing in our camping adventures, and in some rare occasions, some wine tasting. Such was the case when we had the opportunity to visit Grand Junction, Palisade and Paonia, this past weekend. Weather wasn’t the best, but that didn’t deter us from our planned activities.


Golfing – Redlands Mesa Golf Course in Grand Junction, CO

On this visit, we sampled wines at Two Rivers Winery in Grand Junction and Stone Cottage Cellars in Paonia. We had previously visited both wineries and enjoyed their wines. On this trip we brought our good friends and fellow winos for a tasting.


Friends drinking wine together – Two Rivers Winery

 Mother Nature was in full display as we drove over the Grand Mesa from Palisade to Paonia. The aspens were at peak colors, especially as we drove up towards Powerhorn ski resort. A bit of snow already falling to remind us that winter is coming.


HWY 65 – Grand Mesa, Colorado