running-highWell, last week I missed the opportunity to go fishing because I allowed myself to stay at our guitar jam just a little too long and had a couple more beers than I should have and then there was that BBQ at 4am. I am sure that didn’t help. Anyways it was after 5am when I arrived home and there was no fishing that day.

I was invited to another guitar jam this past Saturday night and thought about declining the invite, for about 3 seconds, but said yes. Fishing was on my mind so I had no trouble calling it quites early and was in my bed by 2am. 5 hours of sleep was all I needed to be ready for a day of fishing and I didn’t drink enough to have a hangover, I was good to go.

Jamie’s little girl had a bad case of Hives so we almost didn’t get to go as they were concerned they may need to take her to the hospital. I had hives when I was a kid and it was far from pleasant so I completely understood. Well everything seemed under control and his little girl was hanging in there just fine so we took off.

On The Road Again

I tend to babble a lot when I am excited, and I was, and I did, all the way there.

Of course we looked at every bit of water on the way up commenting on how high the water was running in most places. My thoughts immediately visited years past when the water was this high and had memories of little or no fish but heck it was a day out and it was a gorgeous day.

When I fish all day without catching anything I just tell my wife it was a great day for hiking and then smile.

Seeing the brooks and rivers bursting there banks didn’t really prepare me for just how high the water was yesterday.

For starters the spot we park the car at Redbank has a drop off to the water of no less than 15 feet, maybe more but today the water was right up to the car, so if I stepped into the water at the point I am sure it was at least 15 – 20 feet deep.

In 27 years of fishing Redbank I have never seen the water this high. The reason I remember it was 27 years is because that was the year my wife and I married. On the way to Fredericton from Moncton the river was right to the road and the moose were all standing on the road side. Police and rangers were everywhere along the highway keeping people from stopping to take pictures as the moose were stressed enough already.

NEWS FLASH

Just as I am writing this post the gal on the radio said the Saint John river just peeked so hopefully we can go a few days without rain allowing for the water levels to drop. I am sure the fishing will pick up after that.

The two culvarts at Redbank, both are about six feet high, were almost complete submerged by the water. There was only about 2 inches of space at the top of the culvart and the waves were smashing through it making such a roaring sound you would expect a sea monters to reach out and grab you.

Already looking forward to our next fishing trip.


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