|Hopefully this doe will still be around this fall!|
I am able to disclose some non-specific land-markers for our next stop but I have been sworn to secrecy regarding its actual location. On a small dirt road in Lincoln we pulled to a grassy pull off and pushed aside a veil of vines to find a small footpath. The foot path was a little steep but opened up onto a river bed with plenty of different levels for swimming. We bypassed the swimming spots and went directly to a 7 foot waterfall that dropped into a rock canyon (also a great swimming spot). After spotting a small hole that looked just right for a photo-shoot, I waded the river and scaled the large boulders on the other side of the river.
Although it was a little scary climbing down the rock-face it was an amazing view of the waterfall I would not have gotten otherwise!
After a bit of wading and picking up interesting rocks we started hooking our worms and dropping lines directly into the waterfall. No sooner did we drop our lines than the fish started jumping out of the plunge pool as if they were trying to jump back upstream! Each time the line was dropped it was literally less than a minute before a fish was on the line and we were reeling them in as if they weighed 100 pounds! We only kept one fish that I learned was a brook trout. These cold water fish are relatively forgiving when it comes to the type of bait you utilize(we had worms) and can be found in many spring-fed rural brooks throughout Vermont.
Unfortunately for the fish and much to my dismay I have not yet found a way to prepare fish that I enjoy. Some habits are hard to break and red meat is one ;)