I suck at scheduling fishing trips this year. First the Rogue, now the Deschutes. We put in on a Tuesday. The flows from the Dam spiked on Monday. No worries we thought, we'll have good fishing by late Wednesday. Try again. The White River blew on Wednesday, just as we got to our desired camp water. The river was gone by Thursday. Floated out and enjoyed the weekend. I'm giving it one more try in a week or so.
The sheep(one standing on the cliff, others bedded down) were the highlight of the trip.