Thursday I took a day for mental sanity and did some fishing. Spent a couple hours on a local smallie crick and then decided I should head for the hills. Drove up to the east slope to conduct my own studies on the God-awful invasive species.
Water is low up there
Got into some little optimistic browns pretty quickly
Saw a big brown feeding out in the open. I placed an ant about two feet in front of him and this guy shot of out of the plunge ant nailed it, spooking the bigger fish. Still my best of the day from there.
Finished up pulling this little guy
from the tree on the right
With six or so browns and a couple brookies under my belt, I decided to head up to Skyline to check out the water up there.
Hiking down I stopped at the first crossing and found a couple. The water was holding better in the headwaters.
Sorry for the blurry pic, that's where my camera dies. I ended up hiking about 2 miles down and catching tons of rising brookies, including my personal best brookie for that stream.
I hiked out as daylight faded from the hollow and headed south along Skyline. At the first unoccupied overlook, I pulled over and watched the sun set over Appalachia from my favorite place in the world.