04-08-2004, 07:34 PM
Well I don't want the stickers I've already got a few of them, so let the next person have them, but I've got a story.
Once I was flyfishing up the South fork of the Provo River and I was flyfishing standing waist deep in the middle of a beaver pond trying to get a few of the risers to hit. I wasn't having much luck, when suddenly, [size 5]SMACK!![/size]
[size 1]I heard a loud noise right behind me. I almost fell over backwards it startled me so bad. There was nothing there! I looked all around me, to the left and to the right, but I couldn't see anyone in the trees, and I was fishing alone. What was it? I was getting really creeped out. Suddenly, I looked off to might right and back a ways, and noticed something dark brown dart under a pile of brush in the water! Ahhhh ha! There was the culprit! I had been spooked by the owner of the pond himself, Mr. Beaver, who I guess thought I was a threat to him so he decided to try and scare me away and then darted back down into his little underwater home. What a relief! The goosebumps slowly settled down on the back of my neck and I went back to fishing. Come to think of it I don't think I caught anything that day, but I still had fun and I'll never forget that trip.[/size]
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Once I was flyfishing up the South fork of the Provo River and I was flyfishing standing waist deep in the middle of a beaver pond trying to get a few of the risers to hit. I wasn't having much luck, when suddenly, [size 5]SMACK!![/size]
[size 1]I heard a loud noise right behind me. I almost fell over backwards it startled me so bad. There was nothing there! I looked all around me, to the left and to the right, but I couldn't see anyone in the trees, and I was fishing alone. What was it? I was getting really creeped out. Suddenly, I looked off to might right and back a ways, and noticed something dark brown dart under a pile of brush in the water! Ahhhh ha! There was the culprit! I had been spooked by the owner of the pond himself, Mr. Beaver, who I guess thought I was a threat to him so he decided to try and scare me away and then darted back down into his little underwater home. What a relief! The goosebumps slowly settled down on the back of my neck and I went back to fishing. Come to think of it I don't think I caught anything that day, but I still had fun and I'll never forget that trip.[/size]
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