Possum Kingdom to Granbury
Jack Voss a fellow paddler from Michigan came in Saturday the 8 th of March for our trip on the Brazos. We visited for a while then agreed to meet the next day with Shennas Dad (Steve) and eat lunch have a confab on the boats and paddling
Left to right Jack Steve Ron
We ate some bar b q and shot the bull for a few hours. Steve left and I had some things to finish , Jack went back to the motel .
The 10 Monday we meet in the morning and started loading then headed for Possum Kingdom Had a late start which seemed to be the theme for the trip..
We ate on the way up and finally got on the river about 5 that afternoon.
The put in was on highway 16 Several fly fisherman were catching trout , I ask them how they were doing on the fish they replied they had caught about 30 trout apiece. We paddled off the water was clear and we were seeing trout everywhere, makes me want to go back with a fly rod. Paddled about three miles downstream and started looking for a camp site found a good one and set up camp built a fire ate some southern fried chicken legs Sondra had sent a little cheese a little adult drink and a lot of BS.
Jack christening his new knife
Finally hit the sack on a long day
Jack Voss a fellow paddler from Michigan came in Saturday the 8 th of March for our trip on the Brazos. We visited for a while then agreed to meet the next day with Shennas Dad (Steve) and eat lunch have a confab on the boats and paddling
Left to right Jack Steve Ron
We ate some bar b q and shot the bull for a few hours. Steve left and I had some things to finish , Jack went back to the motel .
The 10 Monday we meet in the morning and started loading then headed for Possum Kingdom Had a late start which seemed to be the theme for the trip..
We ate on the way up and finally got on the river about 5 that afternoon.
The put in was on highway 16 Several fly fisherman were catching trout , I ask them how they were doing on the fish they replied they had caught about 30 trout apiece. We paddled off the water was clear and we were seeing trout everywhere, makes me want to go back with a fly rod. Paddled about three miles downstream and started looking for a camp site found a good one and set up camp built a fire ate some southern fried chicken legs Sondra had sent a little cheese a little adult drink and a lot of BS.
Jack christening his new knife
Finally hit the sack on a long day