Water. Woods. Solace. Beauty. Who would think this river was named for, and is not too far from what is commonly acknowledged as one of the worst cities in America. Sure wouldn't have guessed it from the float we did yesterday. This is the second stretch of this river I've been on and both provided the kind of epic outdoor days you remember for a long time.
High, stained water meant we had to work for it, but we landed a few smallmouth in the mid-teens -- along with inumerable dinks. But more importantly, I got to spend time learning my new boat better, hanging out with a buddy, and enjoying a spectacular day in a spectacular place.
-Sean-
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