Technique for hooking fast river (eg Narang River) Whiting A short video from my successful session the other night on some big Gold Coast Whiting. Basically: watch your painted rod tips, on long, light (2-4kg) whippy rods laid down low to the boat, and wait but don’t touch your rod (even after you see bites)… for the fish to crush the bait (firm blood worms) and pull the tip down - only THEN do you lift, wind and strike! Sean (Skip) Thompson #WhitingFishing #baitfishing #fblifestyle #kidsfishin

🌊🏞️ The Living Story of the Big Thompson River 🏞️🌊 If you’ve spent any time in Estes Park, you’ve heard it—the steady rush of the Big Thompson River winding its way through the valley. It’s more than water moving downhill. It’s a voice. A presence. A reminder that nature is alive all around us. 💧 Where it begins: High in the alpine wilderness of Rocky Mountain National Park, snowmelt trickles from cirques and glaciers, gathering into streams that merge to form the Big Thompson. By the time

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🌊✨ Where the Water Writes Its Own Story — The Big Thompson River ✨🌊 There’s something about the Big Thompson that feels alive every single day. The sound. The movement. The way the light dances across the surface like it’s telling its own version of Colorado’s story. This river isn’t just beautiful — it’s one of the most remarkable waterways in the Rockies. Here are a few things most people don’t know: 💧 It begins high in Rocky Mountain National Park Right near Forest Canyon, fed by snowmelt

🔥 The Chimney That Stayed — North Fork Big Thompson Story 💛 If you’ve stopped at the little pull-out near Glen Haven, you’ve seen it — a stone chimney standing alone by the river. Here’s the story 👇 🏡 In 1923, three families — the Eascoms, Meads, and Schafers — built a small log cabin here. They hauled logs from the mountains, and Mr. Mead laid the fireplace with stones the families gathered by hand. There was no electricity, no running water — they carried water from the nearby stream. Simp