Last Friday while fishing with Charlie and Merc, Charlie got word that the trout were on the bite at a place he called the "rock field". I asked him if he meant the Ancient Boulders, but he wasn't familiar with that namesake.
On the way up there I told Charlie to be prepared for some of the toughest, if not the toughest, wading on the river.
It's hard not to fish the Ancient Boulders. As you look out on the river and see this garden of boulders you just know there are numerous pockets in between all the rock that are similar to what is known as tombstone topography.
However, getting to those pockets without breaking your neck is the trick. It's dicey! Once you make it out into the Ancient Boulders you have the return trip, which always seems harder.
Merc took the top section of the run and that's not too bad to navigate. Charlie went in a little below Merc and I took the middle. Trying to get about three-quarters of the way across the river, I slipped three times; coming close to going in the drink backwards.
The fishing at the Ancient Boulders can be rewarding. It's a searching run with this pocket here and that pocket there.
When we finished fishing the Ancient Boulders I started to ask Charlie if maybe we should rename this run to Broken Arm run or maybe Slip And Bust Butt run. It's rough.
You'll find the Ancient Boulders in the south wilderness about three-quarters of the way upstream toward the end of the wilderness. You'll know it when you see it.
A good piece of advice though. Take a wading staff with you or if you void of said staff find yourself a good sturdy limb - it will help you navigate this wonderful little run.