On the Seat of My Pants, Holding Camera and Fly Rod, I Slide Down Slippery, Steep, Sloping Banks of Mountain Streams …
… and willingly risk my physical well being … to be where I find God and one of His most magnificent creatures …
"Home of the Wild Brook Trout and the Great Spirit Whose Hand Put it Therein"
© A. Mac/A.G.
Salvelinus fontinalis … the Brook Trout … "Nature is the Art of God" (Sir Thomas Browne)
© A. Mac/A.G.
"Heaven-on-Earth is a Mountain Stream in a Deep Forest … where quite pools hold resounding beauty." (A. Mac)
"Quiet" pools?...asks Buzz who is impatiently awaiting Spring.
Look at the water behind the farthest rocks in the photo … there sits a quiet pool that continues behind the bend, and, more than once, if I approached low and carefully, I could roll cast a tiny dry fly above the head of that pool and raise a small Brookie.
It has been said, that a Brook Trout will take any fly presented to it, provided that …
… you don't get close enough to present it.
Brook trout inhabit the cleanest water and, in the most spiritual of places.
Beautiful, both the stream and the brookie.
again a beautiful picture, come on spring. All yesterday's about 3" of snow has melted
Here's how and where I started my day today......taking a hike.
I miss the snow for seeing it make the landscape pure and white, but not the cold that it requires.
O Lord, How Excellent! You sure grabbed some beauty to behold up there!! I envy you for a gaze upon its scenery and maybe the surrounding serenity.
And, what an "eye-grabbing" title for your article! I simply had to come over and ask if you are OKAY? Well, were you hurt in any way?!
I am not hurt but blessed to know the places to which I slip away; but I thank you for your concern and appreciate your presence.