Dave
Have you put the photo's on your album??? If not where are they located.
Lee
A damsel rest on the bank of spring Creek
A nice little run that held large fish in the past
A little pool that still hasnt been quite filled
A crawfish hides in the stained water, they were very plentyful
Where have all the fishes gone
A little faster water nice to see once again
Nice pics Dave V
Stephen
Thanks Stephen here are a couple more
Where did all the fishes go
Great pics Dave.
Thanks Mike , wish I had a few fish pictures, but none to be found that day
Still nice just to get out. I hope they stock it again, looks like a nice spot.
Ya it was nice to get out Caddis , the only thing that got me down is I remember how sweat a stream this was in its glory days. The other thing is it took allot of pressure off from Rapid Creek when the fish were there. We had more then one place to go that was close by. Yes Caddis this stream is full of beautiful spots. I will take more pictures when the temps are not nearly 100 degrees I will hike into the even pretter water.
DaveV
After several years of drought Spring Creek pretty much had dried up. The days where this stream once produced large quantity's of fish as well as some quality fish in the 25 inch range are now gone away. This year after a wet spring and some nice showers during the hottest parts of the year the water has returned. Unfortunately the fish have not. Although I have heard of a few fish caught in the 19 inch range over the past few years I have to believe they have been all removed by either the human fisherman or natures best fisherman like the Eagle or other wild critters. Maybe with some luck our rain will continue and the fish and game will restock this once awesome get away . I went out to the stream today although the temperature was close to 90 degrees I gave the hike into the stream a try. I did not venture very far but a did manage to take a few photos . hope you like them
Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was
cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time.
On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
and some of the words are theirs.