I decided to spend my time this week in pursuit of the ever-lovable brook trout. Two days were devoted to its pursuit. I think the work paid off, even though I was only able to float half of the trip.
This will be a lot of pics, but its still not the full report. For the full-length post you’ll have to check out the blog
Friday
I found myself at a lake that has a lot of potential, but was not able to float it.
The lake was swarming with brookies. They were very visible in the crystal clear water. No wonder this lake has a tendency to stunt. No toads, but some fat little guys.
**Saturday-finally on the TUBE
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I set my sights on a lake that required a hike, and has a history of some pigs. The hike was a little over a mile but wasn’t bad at all. I recently picked up some backpack straps for my float tube. I may look funny walking down the trail with a big ol’ tube on my back, but man is it comfortable. The hike provided some cool scenery.
I arrived at the lake to stormy skies and looming thunder. I stuck myself on shore for a while until the weather cleared. Except for a family camping further down shore, I had the lake to myself.
I was getting no love from shore, but as soon as I ventured out in the tube it was fish on.
The sun even came out for a little while.
But the storms soon returned to cut my float trip short.
I quickly made my way back to shore. The temperature was dropping fast. Halfway through the hike back it actually tried to start snowing on me.
Even though I was cold and wet, my heart was warm and a smile was on my face. Those little brookies sure can be addicting.
Life is short, live it well