Back to back weekends in this place, what was I thinking? Left home at 5am to get an early start on what I hoped would be a very productive fishing day. First, I wanted to hit up some skinny water where I had spooked some nice sized redeye last year. Where I wanted to wade was blocked by a family and their rock chucking. So I opted to fish downstream. It was slow. Maybe the super moon had something to do with it? After a couple of missed hooksets and LDRs, I finally caught a Bama brookie. This redeye was one of the bluest I have ever caught.
Caught him out of the pool above the rock dam
I couldn't move anymore fish, so I decided to hike back out to the trail and walk up a ways to get to some better water. I followed the trail for about a mile and a half and I seemed to just keep moving further and higher from the water.
I did find a cool cave
And some ripe blackberries
And came across a nice rocky field at the top of the mountain...
At this point, I decided to check out some scenery and make my way to the crappy hike to meet up with some buddies that were fishing in the area today as well.