Les and I went fishing on Tarryall Creek today. But first I had to arrange Jaxen’s Legos. I’m figuring he’ll correct the imbalance in the force and knock them all down in about 7 seconds.
It’s been over 20 years since I’ve been to South Park and I didn’t notice a lot of change. Quite a bit on Hwy 285 and a lot of the road to the reservoir has been paved, but the creek looked exactly the same. Still knocks me out after all these years. Caught a few small rainbows. It was the first time I actually crawled on my hands and knees to drop a line over the bank, and it worked on the first cast. Of course he told all his friends and they scattered.
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| Tarryall Creek rainbows were small, feisty and spooky in the low clear water |
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| Above two are of the area below the dam |
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| Les practicing casting |
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| The "Sign of No" prohibited most everything |
We drove out on Hwy 285 and back via Hwy 24 into Colorado Springs. Glad we did, cause as soon as we got down stream from the Dam we ran into this small herd of Big Horn Sheep.
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| We slowed to a crawl, and drove right up to them. The Prius was in super stealth mode (EV) |
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| Two nice rams; there didn't seem to be any argument as to who was in charge |
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Teri and Kathy met with a Soldotna friend for lunch and later Teri mastered a new knitting technique. I figure she'll be cranking out new surprises for the rest of the trip.
Yesterday, we looked at fifth wheel trailers and tried to convince Les and Kathy that they needed the one that we all agreed was perfect for both of us. Unfortunately, we don't have a appropriate tow vehicle yet, but they do. I'll be working on that in the near future.
