I've been in bad need of some alone time in the mountains. So I headed back into the Smokies today to one of my favorite little creeks:
Hiked about a mile in and started fishing. After I figured out what they were wanting to eat, action was steady all day.
I caught a whole bunch of these:
Several of these:
And a bunch of these little jewels:
Fished upstream until I felt human again, dialed into that place where there is only you, the water, the woods, and the trout.
Knocked a limit of the non-natives in the head for supper tomorrow night:
Tired, but refreshed, I headed back down the trail, and back to home. Deep woods and running water are very healing.
Hiked about a mile in and started fishing. After I figured out what they were wanting to eat, action was steady all day.
I caught a whole bunch of these:
Several of these:
And a bunch of these little jewels:
Fished upstream until I felt human again, dialed into that place where there is only you, the water, the woods, and the trout.
Knocked a limit of the non-natives in the head for supper tomorrow night:
Tired, but refreshed, I headed back down the trail, and back to home. Deep woods and running water are very healing.