A few days before Christmas I made a conscious effort to spend some time on a stream in the mountains of PA, if for only a short while. The time since I last let the sound of the flowing water ease my mind and carry my worries away with the current seemed so distant. Predictably, the trout were found in the slower water at the tail ends of the pools as recent rains had turned the gin clear brook off-colored and swift.
The cold water of winter had the trout lethargically swiping at my streamers and hookups were hard to come by for the most part. Missing the fish twice prior, the third swing through some flat, slow-moving water proved to be a charm. The brown trout would be the only one brought to hand on this late December day, but it was enough to satisfy what was lacking for too long in the soul of this outdoorsman.
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Aahhhhh, how I miss those streams! What a great way to get recharged!
ReplyDeleteSometimes, it doesn't take a record-book day to put us in touch with the good life.
ReplyDeleteThis time of year we really have to work for them.
ReplyDeleteNicely done.
Great to see you getting out. Here's to hoping you'll be able to drop some worries and get out more often.
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Sounds like a perfect day to me!
ReplyDeletenice going. you got me getting an urge up to do the same being i live so close!!
ReplyDeletei love that first shot! i need to figure out how to "cause that effect."
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments all! Tom that 'effect' is created with a slow shutter and a tripod. ;)
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