Bernhagen's Leave South Fork

Bernhagen's RV (left)

Yesterday morning, my closest neighbors here at Grandview departed to head back to Corsicana, Texas after an extended delay caused by a troublesome door awning (which we ultimately had to wire-tie closed for their return to Texas).  Earlier in the morning, they and Kim's mother Marilyn joined me for a breakfast at my RV before doing their final packing and getting their 42 ft. bus ready for the road -- sorry that my peanut butter muffins were a bit drier than I would have liked for them (and me too).


Aden with limit of four.

Their 6 week stay here breezed by too quickly and I will miss them and the fun times we had together -- the joy of having Aden here to liven things up (in the campground and along the shores of the lakes we fished together).  It was a delight to see little Aden catch his first trout there at Pass Creek Lake one day and then, his limit of 4 on Wednesday -- with numerous little minnows too for the camp pond (next years catch perhaps).

I will look forward to next year and sharing some more Martinis and dinners with them at site 72 and I will remember the trip to Wheeler Geologic Area with thanks to them for letting me join them in their ATVs -- thankfully we had better weather that day than they had on two other trips (one that turned so nasty that they had to turn around and abort the attempted trip to the area with their daughters and Marilyn).  Hope Marilyn will make it there next year (even if it means taking the 7 mile hike instead of the 14 mile ATV trail).

Bernhagen's Trailer of Toys.

Their caravan pulled out around 9:30 (or just before), about an hour and a half later than hoped so, hope the trip went smoothly from that point on -- am thinking they will now be in the warmer (if not hot) temps they avoided while being here.

A little later in the morning, I headed back up to Beaver Creek Reservoir to see if I could hook that nice Brown trout that had gotten away two too many times.  After 3 hours of fishing and only one strike, I at least had one for dinner -- to share with Tiger and Molly (mostly Tiger, of course).

One strike - One 15 incher.

I picked up another two nets full of trash left by the slobs of this world (including another hubcap -- Toyota) and saw a pile someone had gathered but, left behind on the mud banks of the reservoir (below the picnic area).  Maybe on another day and with an empty black trash bag in hand, I will pick up most of the empty bottles or cans -- none with dirt inside though.

Later this afternoon, I will head back up to Pass Creek Lake and try to catch my limit while thinking of those Texans and the fun we had this year in the South Fork area.