The father of some of my second cousins used to sit here and fish. I have never seen, but the trout was big here, and he used to catch them with ease. Myself, I remember this place as the first place my father took me to fish. Sleeping in a tent on the riverside. We got 6 small trouts. Later on I always managed to catch some trout here but they never weighed much. Two years ago I tented with my then 8 year old son at the same spot my father brought me. And for the first time I managed to get trout to brag about here. Next time will probably be when my son takes his son.
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