Sunday we decided to go for another ride. This time it was in the truck. We wanted to try to do some fishing in the creek that we saw. This time I had my camera with me! LOL.
Since it was too early for real fishing we decided to do a little bit of sightseeing and a picnic. We went to the Keown Falls picnic area and would have hiked to the falls except it was too hot and the hike was 2 miles up a mountain! That changed our minds! LOL After the picnic we went up the first gravel road to John Mountain's Overlook. It was a bit of a hair raising ride, a narrow gravel road with switchback curves in it. I dreaded meeting another car coming down. Sure enough we meet 2 coming down while we were going up. We snuck up on them. They were not in their cars. They were digging in the bank where there were some small yellow flowers. They jumped up and got in their cars and drove off. We did a bit of exploring up there and I snapped a picture of a pretty purple flower. It looked so fragile.
Driving along the main road we spotted some blackberry bushes. Of course we had to stop and pick some.
Now it was time for fishing. Pat was more than ready. We stopped at a campsite along John's Creek and I saw 2 sights that made me sick. One was an ugly pile of garbage that somebody had left. The other was a scary sight. Someone has tossed a cigarette down while burning and had not bothered to even step on it. We are in the worst drought we have ever had, fire hazard is extremely high and they toss a smoke. I would have loved to have been there when they had done that. Only a total jerk(I say jerk because Brook is reading this over my shoulder) would do something like that. Those beautiful woods could have burnt and a number of animals killed or made homeless, along with the human lives that would have been in danger because of fighting the fire....... I picked up the pile of garbage and we took it to a dumpster that was less than half a mile away.
Anyway back to fishing. We found a spot on the creekand tossed our lines in. The fish were clearly visible but they were not biting! LOL There was a school of 30 -50 trout right under our noses but they would not touch any of our bait. Finally the rain came and they started jumping out of the water.
One of the prettiest sights I saw I did not get a picture of. A hawk swooped down out of a tree and caught one of the trout we were trying to get. It was a beauty of a bird and the fish was so heavy that the hawk had trouble gaining altitude.
As I sit here and remember our wonderful trip I am being constantly reminded of it. From the waist down I got ate up by chiggers! itch itch itch!!!!