Within the next day both trucks broke down. One broke down in the city limits of Newport Kentucky, we spent hours in a parking lot chasing skinks and playing Frisbee. We ended up having to stay the night in a crummy motel with 3 people to a room and one bed each room! At least the carpet was soft. The morning dawned very rainy and we made our way to the national park. We spent many hours of the next five days on cave tours. I found the caves to be beautiful, but too artificially 'enhanced'. I would rather have seen them without any electric lighting, just as they were found. On one day, we canoed the Green River and I saw many good fishing spots, but had stupidly ditched the poles at camp.
Finally I had the chance one night to get out and wet a line. I landed one Black crappie and several warmouth. I had one smashing hit on a buzz-bait from a musky, but that about summed the fishing up. Fortunately the trip home went soundly with no breakdowns.
|A tunnel somewhere in West Virginia|
|A captured skink|
|A sign in Newport|
|The whitetails in the park know you can't hurt them|
|I decided to take a picture of Frozen Niagara in an angle you don't usually see|
|Somerset PA flower|
|Central Ohio. Had some good looking bass lakes!|