MAINE - Life in the Slow Lane
Well a great day was had by all. I raised a nice fish the first trip through the pool yesterday morning but it wouldn't come again. fished 4 pools in the morning then stopped at Guppy's for lunch and it was so hot out we decided to drive up to Bob's cottage, 20 minutes away. We paid my young fella and his friend to mow Bob's lawn while we set in the shade and had a cool refreshment...LOL...then at 7pm we headed back to the river and I raised another fish again on my first trip through and again nothing!! Gabbed with the river regulars , had a few laughs , seen a couple of fish showing and had a nice day. Will post a couple of pics after I get a few more coffee's into me 
Sounds like a nice trip , made the kid mow the lawn LMAO . Did you hear of anybody catching fish at all. How hot is hot ? Looking fwd to the pictures.
Dave V
1 fish was caught at the Cemetery Pool yesterday morning just after we left. it was 28 deg C by 11am
So is that about 75F .? So when you heading back out ?
Well Next week is busy with my young fella's graduation but we are thinking of heading over the mountain to Bob's cottage ometine Friday and staying til Monday. We have a few smal jobs to do up there but should get some fish'n in as well!!
Hi Mike:
Sounds like a great time on the river.
Which pools did you raise the fish?
Were there many fishermen?
I am off tomorrow again to project on LSW.
Electrical starts this week.
Ray
Cemetery Pool Ray. Raised one in the morning and one in the evening....no takers not ever a little bump. The Undertaker sure peaked their interest though ...LOL...There were quite a few guys fish'n 9 of us at the Cemetery pool in the evening. We seen fishermen at every pool that we went to except Dauphanies Run.
I have to take the young fller down to New Germany High in the morning for a Grad function so I'll be fish'n before and after drop him off
Have a blast don't fogret the group photo
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.