I fished for a little longer, and caught a few more fish. I stopped taking pics and just enjoyed the smells and sounds of a small Alabama creek, and the feeling of being in cool water on a hot day doing what I love.
I also caught one of the next generation. I don't think they understand how small they are. They're like the honey badger of black bass. They don't care, and that's why they're great fly rod targets.
Once I got back and uploaded the pictures, I realized it was almost a year to the date that I last fished this gem of a creek. It's kind of odd to think how much has changed in the last year. I was in a pretty bad place this time last year, and right now I couldn't be happier. Glad it could all come full circle with the fish that got me through the last summer of change and confusion.
