|I should have figured that the "Swim at your own risk"|
sign was a hint - big swimmin' hole here!
|Sprewell Bluff State Park|
Sprewell Bluff is the spot where the Flint River crosses the 'fall line' - it crosses from the Appalachian uplands and enters the Georgia piedmont.
|Von with one of two smallies he got|
|Shawn working the pools|
|You take your shelter where you can find it|
They say the worst day fishing is better than the best day at work. I agree, but actually hooking a fish or two makes the experience a whole lot better.