spectorfly
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- Dec 11, 2006
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Today after work I decided to head to the FFo section of Clarks seeing as how I haven't been there in a while.
Now, usually I take a camera w/ me incase I catch a really nice fish or see something interesting. Of all day to NOT have my camera on me it would have to be today :-?
I walked down to the stream from my truck and started just upstream of the hole I wanted to be at. Missed 2 in the riffle on the first 5 casts. I then worked my way down to the hole I wanted to be at. After a few dozen casts and plenty of rises I finally hooked onto a nice sized brookie. Then things got intersting.
I have cell phone that has an FM tuner in it and I had the headset on 1 ear listening to 105.7 the X when I heard a nice sized snap of a twig. I couldn't tell if it was in front of me on the opposite side or behind me. I kept fishing. I was at a place where there is a nice "S" curve in the stream.
2 minutes later a nice sized (around 500 lb or so) black bear came walking up stream on the opposite bank from behind a fallen tree. I kept fishing expecting him to move along once he had seen me. (I had to loudly cough so he would know I was there and not be startled).
Instead, he dissapeared behind the tree for a bit and then came out from behind it and walked right up to the stream bank directly accross from me. I didn't move or freak out, just kept fishing.
This damn bear sat down and watched me fish for about 3 minutes or so (felt like an eternity).
Eventually he moved on upstream looking for food and digging. I too had to go upstream to get back to the trail to the truck so I slowly stayed behind him so I could keep and eye on him till I got to the trail.
What a day. Every once in a while you get lucky enough to catch something a majestic and that while in the serenity of a trout stream.
Now, usually I take a camera w/ me incase I catch a really nice fish or see something interesting. Of all day to NOT have my camera on me it would have to be today :-?
I walked down to the stream from my truck and started just upstream of the hole I wanted to be at. Missed 2 in the riffle on the first 5 casts. I then worked my way down to the hole I wanted to be at. After a few dozen casts and plenty of rises I finally hooked onto a nice sized brookie. Then things got intersting.
I have cell phone that has an FM tuner in it and I had the headset on 1 ear listening to 105.7 the X when I heard a nice sized snap of a twig. I couldn't tell if it was in front of me on the opposite side or behind me. I kept fishing. I was at a place where there is a nice "S" curve in the stream.
2 minutes later a nice sized (around 500 lb or so) black bear came walking up stream on the opposite bank from behind a fallen tree. I kept fishing expecting him to move along once he had seen me. (I had to loudly cough so he would know I was there and not be startled).
Instead, he dissapeared behind the tree for a bit and then came out from behind it and walked right up to the stream bank directly accross from me. I didn't move or freak out, just kept fishing.
This damn bear sat down and watched me fish for about 3 minutes or so (felt like an eternity).
Eventually he moved on upstream looking for food and digging. I too had to go upstream to get back to the trail to the truck so I slowly stayed behind him so I could keep and eye on him till I got to the trail.
What a day. Every once in a while you get lucky enough to catch something a majestic and that while in the serenity of a trout stream.
