ijsouth
08-07-2007, 07:19 PM
We have been coming up to the Smokies quite often this year; I thought about it, and I figure that every trip we make up to the mountains contributes at least $300 to the economies of Townsend or Maggie Valley (depending on what side of the mountains we stay), not to mention money spent on gas in the towns between home and the Smokies. Since we feel like semi-locals now, I've decided to go ahead and look for some land - to camp on for starters, and eventually to build on; I have to think about retirement, too - someday. Anyway, I had a few leads on some properties, and I wanted to look at them before pursuing anything further. So, my oldest daughter and I left early Saturday morning, on a drive that has become very familiar to us. We got there early in the afternoon and tried to find the first property on the list; I emphasize try, because the directions I had from the realtor weren't the greatest...to make a long story short, I ended up on a goat trail where I almost got stuck, then when I turned around in the driveway of the only place where I could turn around, I was informed by the owner that I was tearing up her road, and that she "just had it fixed"...I would hate to think what it looked like before it was "fixed" - anyway, I didn't hang around long enough for her to get her 12 gauge.
I eventually found the property, and I moved on to the Cosby area, where there were more properties that I wanted to see. After that, we drove into the park and checked out Cosby; I had wanted to see what the recent rains had done for the health of the stream...as many others have reported, it certainly looked (and fished) a lot better. I caught 4, and my daughter got one beautiful brookie:
http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s243/ijsouth/DSC00283.jpg
She also has an eye for photography - she took this shot, with me, oblivious to her, in the background:
http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s243/ijsouth/DSC002862.jpg
The next day, we drove the Chimney Top trailhead; unfortunately, no pictures - the batteries ran out. The plan was to hike all the way to where Road Prong Trail splits with the Chimneys Trail, but we were a bit short on time, so we started fishing at the third stream crossing. It sure is a beautiful stream, but it was a bit unusual to "perform" in front of an audience...it was also interesting watching people scramble up that trail in flip-flops. I picked up a couple more brookies, and my daughter caught a little bow. The stream was nice and cool - about 61 degrees.
We later moved down the road a bit, and fished the West Prong itself. I picked up another little bow, almost had another to hand, and a very tiny brookie. The action wasn't exactly sizzling, but hey, it is August. Around here, the freshwater action is totally dead, and the saltwater is great, if you can avoid the wind and thunderstorms. I keep meaning to post a good saltwater trip thread, but the trout have been keeping me occupied this summer ;)...I promise, we'll be heading out to the marsh soon.
I eventually found the property, and I moved on to the Cosby area, where there were more properties that I wanted to see. After that, we drove into the park and checked out Cosby; I had wanted to see what the recent rains had done for the health of the stream...as many others have reported, it certainly looked (and fished) a lot better. I caught 4, and my daughter got one beautiful brookie:
http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s243/ijsouth/DSC00283.jpg
She also has an eye for photography - she took this shot, with me, oblivious to her, in the background:
http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s243/ijsouth/DSC002862.jpg
The next day, we drove the Chimney Top trailhead; unfortunately, no pictures - the batteries ran out. The plan was to hike all the way to where Road Prong Trail splits with the Chimneys Trail, but we were a bit short on time, so we started fishing at the third stream crossing. It sure is a beautiful stream, but it was a bit unusual to "perform" in front of an audience...it was also interesting watching people scramble up that trail in flip-flops. I picked up a couple more brookies, and my daughter caught a little bow. The stream was nice and cool - about 61 degrees.
We later moved down the road a bit, and fished the West Prong itself. I picked up another little bow, almost had another to hand, and a very tiny brookie. The action wasn't exactly sizzling, but hey, it is August. Around here, the freshwater action is totally dead, and the saltwater is great, if you can avoid the wind and thunderstorms. I keep meaning to post a good saltwater trip thread, but the trout have been keeping me occupied this summer ;)...I promise, we'll be heading out to the marsh soon.