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Old 09-04-2010, 09:46 PM
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Default Worse for Wear

So with the holiday weekend upon us Dad and I decided we'd have to get to the water early. We left around 5:30 which gave us this beautiful view of the sunrise as we approached our destination.
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We figured things would be really slow to begin with since the temperature was around 50 with wind gusts up to 40mph.
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Even being on the water early and the high winds, the day was looking to shape up nicely. The first fish:
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Like last weekend, this was some more vertical fishing. Alot of tomes we'd be casting into the next pool at eye level.
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The fishing was slow early on but as usual the pink weenie was performing.
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In an attempt to kill some time and try to let the sun get on the water I built a fire. (also to warm up a little).
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Dad was anxious to take some on dries. I don't know why, even with two pairs of glasses he has a hard time tying them on.
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The fish and things in general began to start looking up.
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We were catching fish and saw multiple brookies that were double digit in length. Dad even had a four inch fish on and another beast chasing it.
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It was then that we were climbing around a falls, when near the top of a rock Dad suddenly screams "HORNETS". I had about a five foot wide chasm to jump across as I high stepped it out of there! I ended up going down a twenty foot fall into the water. I was only stung once.
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Luckily I found another way around the falls. When I got back to dad he had been stung on the hands twice and slid down the forty five degree angled rock to the water. I could see about a foot of his rod sticking straight up out of the plunge pool.
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Dad swears our bad luck was my fault for wearing a pair of matching socks We really were very lucky it could have very easily been much much worse. On the way out we saw somebody who was having a worst day than us.
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Some people call it road kill, others call it tying materials!
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