Post by duff on Aug 5, 2007 19:16:39 GMT -5
Been so stinking hot I barely get motivated to get out to work with my dog. But since the river is right behind me I like to get him down there for a dip or two each day to cool off. He likes it and the water is so low now it is fun to explore what has been 20+ feet below the waterline at times this past winter.
Have not seen any ducks or geese on my small wondering zone since early summer when the molt migrators were heading north but just today I saw another mature bald eagle.
There are some sand bars that look promising so being close to goose season I was wanting to see if there was any goose poop on them. (Read just another FI-ProStaffer) It looked harmless enough. I grew up on a river, worked on all the rivers of Indiana a time or two, so no big deal. As I was walking accross the slack water nothing unusual to note, I could see the bottom ahead of me and that is rare on the Wabash, anyways there was a dead fall at the edge of the current and backwater. I got on that and walked up and down the thing to find the best crossing spot as I had my wallet and cell phone in my pocket. At the head of the deadfall the water was only inches deep so I decided to cross there and follow the shallow spot to the exposed sand bar roughly 25 feet away. As I stepped into the current my foot settled and I knew I had to move fast to avoid sinking in the sand with the current. I was 3 steps in when the bottom just fell out, so I thought. I was sinking fast and just like the movies the more I moved the faster I sunk. This was like nothing I have been in before, not like ditch muck, Kankakee muck, Alabama salt flats, nothing. I turned and grabbed a limb from the deadfall and pulled myself to the trunk where I was able to lay accross and work my way out. Needless to say I won't try that again without a boat and buddy!!!
FI till I die ;D
Have not seen any ducks or geese on my small wondering zone since early summer when the molt migrators were heading north but just today I saw another mature bald eagle.
There are some sand bars that look promising so being close to goose season I was wanting to see if there was any goose poop on them. (Read just another FI-ProStaffer) It looked harmless enough. I grew up on a river, worked on all the rivers of Indiana a time or two, so no big deal. As I was walking accross the slack water nothing unusual to note, I could see the bottom ahead of me and that is rare on the Wabash, anyways there was a dead fall at the edge of the current and backwater. I got on that and walked up and down the thing to find the best crossing spot as I had my wallet and cell phone in my pocket. At the head of the deadfall the water was only inches deep so I decided to cross there and follow the shallow spot to the exposed sand bar roughly 25 feet away. As I stepped into the current my foot settled and I knew I had to move fast to avoid sinking in the sand with the current. I was 3 steps in when the bottom just fell out, so I thought. I was sinking fast and just like the movies the more I moved the faster I sunk. This was like nothing I have been in before, not like ditch muck, Kankakee muck, Alabama salt flats, nothing. I turned and grabbed a limb from the deadfall and pulled myself to the trunk where I was able to lay accross and work my way out. Needless to say I won't try that again without a boat and buddy!!!
FI till I die ;D