Southern Exposure |
Day 3 (7/2/17)
At this point it is early May of 2015. Nine months have
passed since I made the western exposure time lapse video from “The Top of the
Hill”. As I have said before I don’t get a chance to get back over to the farm
very often but this was the opening weekend of trout fishing and turkey hunting.
Although I would prefer it slightly more leafed out I have found this the best
weekend without making a special trip over to the farm. Most of my life I have
spent the opening morning of trout season at the Mill Dam on Tamarack Creek.
When I was in elementary school my brother and I would camp at the dam which was
probably a quarter of a mile from the house I grew up in. It became a tradition
that lasted through High School. I continued to go back fishing but
unfortunately stopped camping. Tamarack Creek has had its ups and downs through
the years. When I was young most of the fish in the stream were planted and
there were browns, rainbow and brook trout. At points because of pollution the
creek was almost dead and at some point they quit planting fish in it at all. Years
later after the farmers were required to follow land management practices brook
trout started naturally reproducing and eventually it became one of the few
naturally producing streams in the area. My mother had passed away earlier in
the year so the whole trip was wrought with mixed emotions. I was coming home
to an empty house and even though it been over a year since she had lived there
it was still strange. As soon as I got there I went up and placed the camera so
that I could get as much footage as possible. My friend, Nelly, showed up later
and we set up the turkey blind. Since moving to the eastern side of the state I
have also been picking my dates for turkey hunting based on the fishing opener.
That way we can make the most of the weekend. We got up before the sun to make
our way to the blind. We were unsuccessful at calling in a bird but as usual
were treated to a beautiful sunrise. After a couple hours we headed back to the
dam where we were much more successful. Mostly we are catch and release but
will keep some if they seem injured. I used to always keep one for my mom
because she loved fresh trout. In the afternoon we returned to the blind. Again
we were denied. I must admit that I don’t take it very seriously. It is just
fun to get out and watch life pass by on the hill. We finished the day with our
customary bonfire and stories. The next day was more of the same but by noon I
had to grab the camera and head back home. I never know what to expect when I get
home and finally get a chance to view the footage. It seems there is always something
captivating about watching the entire weekend in ten minutes.
First Morning |
Fishing at the Dam |
Second Morning |
A little Building |
The Dam |
The Dam from Above |
Southern Exposure |