Without the fish, we likely would not have come. However, the fishing wasn’t the main
attraction on this particular trip. The
guys wanted to snowshoe into the valley and winter camp along the sweet little
brookie stream tucked away in the Driftless Region. I’d hoped we could trek in at night and enjoy
the star-specked darkness of a moonless sky.
We made it all happen by altering our plans by one day to avoid the
predicted rapid drop in temperature accompanied by freezing drizzle, snow and
blustery wind.
We towed our
belongings in on our backs and on a sled on a starry, moonless night with the
snow brightening our way. The
sled was also used to carry the firewood we cut for that night’s and the next
morning’s campfire. At the top of the
ridge overlooking the little brookie stream, I paused and let the guys shoe
ahead. For a few moments I enjoyed the
view of the valley coupled with the sound of the spring-fed stream.
Dan and Jeff
have an intimate knowledge of this little Iowa stream. It is their favorite. However, on a blue-sky, upper 30*F Saturday, the
fish were inactive and all 3 of us were skunked. However, we’d enjoyed each other’s company
during an ideal winter’s night and day.
We’d laughed, shared meals, and drifted to sleep to the sounds of coyotes
howling in the distance.
Snowshoeing out
of the valley was a bear – much of it is uphill and generally a workout, even
without backpacks and a sled to pull.
But we all shared & appreciated the work and it was a mighty fine
way to spend the last weekend of 2013.