Our last Saturday at the cabin was proof of that! The day before we had been invited to fish on a friend's private land. We couldn't wait! We had never fished it before, but we knew it would be beautiful.
Unfortunately, Friday night, it rained and rained. And in the high country, it rained some more. The river was higher than it had been in a long time. And it was muddy, muddy, muddy. We knew we wouldn't catch anything. But it didn't matter.
We donned our waders, put together our fishing equipment, and went down to the water. It was more beautiful than we had expected. A striking rock cliff came down on the west side of the river, and it was obvious that there were some perfect pools for fish. I couldn't wait to get onto the water. The pictures are of Don and me in the muddy water . . . isn't it picturesque?
Don and I both had a chance to practice our casting, we had the opportunity to see some gorgeous water, and the cool weather with sunny skies made for an exquisite day. Two hours later Diana arrived to pick us up, and we were happy and grateful we were able to fish in such a pristine place!
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