My first stop would be the Willow River State Park Office. I feel somewhat naked not having a Wisconsin Park Sticker on my primary trouting vehicle and figured it was a good time to pick one up.
I had thought about making my way over to the Kinni Canyon but decided to fish below the falls on the Willow since I was so close. I had fished this section of the Willow once before and all I caught was chubs but that was later on in the summer so I figured I would give it another chance. There was also this little spring fed backwater near the falls that I had spotted while perusing Google Earth at some point a while back and wanted to cross that off my bucket list of places to check out.
There are some things you just can't tell about a place when looking at it from space. Besides my paranoid delusions I also have delusions of grandeur. I hope to someday find my own personal "Trout Xanadu". It will be a special place where trophy trout eagerly take my offerings. It is the belief that a place such as this exists that makes exploring fun. A part of me hopes that I never find it because looking for it is such a blast.
I'm sure glad that I know how to read otherwise I may have went the wrong way when I saw this sign.
While walking along the shore I spotted a Woodchuck. That's all I have to say about that.
I left the Willow around 5pm and decided to go and check out another place that I have been curious about for a while. It is a smaller stream that is completely surrounded by private property but I knew I would be legal as long as I stayed in the water. When I found a place to park it was right on a bike trial and there was this dude biking by. He saw me with all my fishing gear on and we started talking about fishing. He asked me if my name was Eddie Rivard. I told him that it was and he said that he has seen my blog and that he enjoyed it. This surprised me because I thought that only my parents and a few of my friends that felt sorry for me had ever looked at my blog. I guess I'll have to start putting some effort into making it cool now that I know other people have seen it.
The area where I started was quite flooded but I had checked the creek out beforehand from a bridge upstream and I knew that it would be better once I reached higher elevations.
I had been concentrating most of my efforts on walking upstream because I had to make it to a certain bridge before dark but I did make a few casts where it looked prime and managed to catch a small but hard fighting Brown Trout. I noticed he had some scratches on him so I named him Scratches.
This place was pretty cool and I'm glad that I finally got a chance to check it out. It would be a lot nicer if I could walk on the banks. I made it to the bridge and had enough time to walk the mile and a half back to my car before it became too dark. In total I thing I walked 3 and a half to 4 miles. I had no trouble falling asleep Sunday night.