On Monday Joe and I went trout fishing up in northeast Iowa. As the pictures illustrate it was a beautiful stretch of water that we were fishing. The creek has a lot of fast moving water that were accompanied by deep pools underneath the riffles. We quickly found that there were fish everywhere. It was really hard to find what they were looking for today. It was an artificial bait only stretch of water, so we were really going through our tackle box to find something that might work. I tended however to stick to a spinner for most of the day. I would get a lot of fish to chase or snip at it, but for some reason they were wary of what was going on. Joe on the other hand switched from a spinner to a jig and caught the fish that is pictured.
We did quite a bit of hiking throughout the day, I bet we covered over a mile or two. The terrain was pretty thick and at a couple of points we had to cross barbwire fences. This doesn't seem like to much of a athletic task, but as I would cross the first one we came across my ankle and feet would kind of give out each time I put my foot on it. I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I figured it wasn't quite right for this to keep happening. As I looked down, I realized that I was stepping on an electric fence and apparently it was hot. I did figure out how to get over it, but I am still twitching a bit randomly. I think that might be a side effect of prolonged exposure to cattle strength electricity. I am also pretty sure Joe is still laughing.
I am taking a trip down to Florida for the next couple of days to go fishing and maybe expose my Iowa skin to a little sun. Pictures and a post to follow.
Tight lines,
Pat
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