|I stopped here for a bit and threw my line to avail.|
|This looked promising so I decided to go across.|
I made it across without incident save that the board slipped into the water. I decided to fix it for anyone who came behind.
|My foot slipped off the rock and my shoe got wet.|
Since I am looking for adventures, I decided to continue on and explore the brook a little further up because it looked promising.
|This was where I was heading.|
I wanted to get closer and throw a few casts to some of the places that look like trout might hang out.
In the upper right hand corner in the picture above there is a landing with grass and that was where I wanted to stand.
|My shoe is sleeping with the fish.|
What look like solid footing was a water soaked patch of grass and my foot sunk into the muck. When I tried to pull my foot out my shoe was missing and there was no way I was trying to get it back.
|I was fortunate that other shoe only got waterlogged.|
Fear not my fellow bloggers I still was not going to have this send me back to the car heading northbound.
I walked rather carefully back to the bridge and decided that I was going to take Alan's (brktrt) advice and cast a Mickey Finn. I threw that thing in the rapids, in pools, etc. without a hit. So I decided that I was going to go a little closer to the road and see what happens.
|Heading to Buttermilk Bay.|
As I let the line drift under the bridge, my line changed direction and I set the hook. For a brief moment of time, I had a fish on the line. I understand that this is called a long release and that is my story.
I will be back again because work brings me here every so often. The next time I will be more aware of the hazards and I have a place to target. You might have thought this was a bad beginning but it really was energizing. I look forward to my return here and my upcoming adventures throughout New England.
Thanks for reading.