Driftless bakers dozen...

...is what I call the dozen or so streams within a 10 mile radius of my farm.  Including the one that runs through my property...obviously my favorite...no matter what you read on this blog.  But, its really hard to choose a favorite.  A couple of the more famous driftless streams are within this radius and part of the dozen but all the glamour and flyfishing glitterati that hang out there pretty much keep me away.  I've already posted several threads about a lesser known stream that is as good as any...maybe even better than the famous waters.  Its just over the ridge and down the other side into a beautiful valley...you've already seen lots of those photos.  This stream is over another ridge and down the other side, too...and, as good as any if you know where to fish.  I call it fairyland...

Today...

...was a low key day.  Monday...I should of gone fishing this morning.  Cool and overcast...the storm  blew in this afternoon and most weekenders had left.  This eagle prompted me...in the cottonwood above the stream, to carry the camera around. They often perch there and I once saw four eagles in it.  The rest is just driftless life.  Including the old schoolhouse built a century ago from the Carnegie endowment to build schools across the country.  The clouds had Otis hounding me to go fishing.  So we did...

Driftless life...

...is in the title here.  So, I just thought I'd post some of it...The kids are looking to bow season, the garden is getting there, and, I'm still fishing.  School is just around the corner.  Summers end...