The Platte River is in full flush mode. Only fools and parvenus fish during the flush. So Dave Brown and I headed to the Green to throw streamers and get Henderson some boat time. The big browns liked the streams (Peanut Envy in Olive) but hated our midges and dries. Henry growled at passing middle-aged men in kayaks and corresponding beards. He jumped ship at Little Hole and Dave had to haul him back over the gunnels. Otherwise it was a great trip.