fruitless or just fishless?

well, today i had myself a mini-epic. in cimber terminology that's not a good thing. i'll give you the short version. went out to "cache le poudre" river for some fly fishing. tried to find the mysterious "south fork." i wore my fishing waders which (if you haven't seen 'a river runs through it") are basically waterproof overalls to fish in. forgot my socks, hiked some three miles up (and more up) and down a mountain in super uncomfortable boots, lost the trail, had to walk (read: slide) right down the mountain to get to the (wrong) river, lost two flies from fly-eating rocks, had to cut my waders off because they were imposible to get off (i'm not kidding), in the process of said action cut my thumb with my knife (not serious, you can stop worrying), bled all over myself, got down to the gas station and couldn't walk on my right leg (the boot pinched my super-wide foot from hours of rock scrambling, got lost on the drive back home, finally got to my exit and it was blocked by road work. finally arrived via el round-about method. yes, that's the short version.