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Tag Archives: Shenandoah National Park
Blue Ridge Buffer (Pt. 2), No Plan B
1. I love Monday mornings in the Blue Ridge, especially before the hikers, dogs and fishermen start to activate the paths inside Shenandoah National Park. The sun is out; the temperatures are headed for the 70s; Louisiana water-thrushes are at song; the violets and … Continue reading
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Tagged Blue Ridge Mountains, brook trout, fishing, hiking, North Fork Moormans, photos, Shenandoah National Park, Skyline Drive, travel, Virginia
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Blue Ridge Buffer, Part 1
[All photos in Part 1 are recent takes from a grey and partly frozen landscape in the north country. Rainbow trout from Allegheny River. Stay tuned for brighter and more southerly perspectives as this series progresses.] As the new fishing … Continue reading
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Tagged Blue Ridge, buffer zone, civilization, family, fly-fishing, hiking, migration, photography, place, Shenandoah National Park, Spring, travel, upstate New York, Virginia, wilderness
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Three Days in Shenandoah
On the eve of Thanksgiving Day, my son gave my wife and me a walking tour of Theodore Roosevelt Island on the tidal flats of the Potomac River in Washington, D. C. That morning walk on the circuit trail culminating … Continue reading
Hiking for Brook Trout
The North Fork Moormans River was flowing a bit low and clear for early April. The water temperature registered a cool 46 degrees and, five hours later, hadn’t warmed at all. This small, boulder-studded river flows off the Blue Ridge … Continue reading
Blue Ridge Brookies
It was a colorful day, a comfortable holiday, in central Virginia. My son and I drove out from a family gathering to have a look at brook trout territory in the Blue Ridge Mountains. We traveled from the city to the mountains on a westward road through … Continue reading
