My new favorite stream is an old one...a ghost town with remnants of an old mill pond, pottery, and other looks into its past. Downgraded for years, better land use practices are now producing multiple year classes of wild trout. And, I pretty much have it to myself...for all the love given to other more famous waters. Five bridges and nobody there except the two bald eagles who nest above a fine riffle. You should have heard them squawk each time I released a trout...
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