English: Delhi Metropark, Scio Township Michigan, view of Delhi Bridge (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
After catching that first big Bass I became much more involved in fly fishing. At the rate I was going, I thought I might become good enough to where the name of the sport would change from Fly-fishing, to Fly-catching. But, as luck would have it, after that major victory with the Small-Mouthed Bass, it seemed that a lengthy fish drought fell upon me, one in which I could only catch the little fish. And Thus, the wise words of my fishing mentor, Trout-Master Jim, rang true. “Your not going to stock the freezer using a fly rod.”
Regardless of the fish drought, I became a regular at that particular spot near, Dexter, and at other locations along the Huron River. It turns out that there were/are a bunch of good spots to fish on that river system, and it was no coincidence that those hot spots fell within the boundaries of State, and Federally funded areas called, Metropark‘s. These Metropark’s were not only to be found on the Huron River system, but also the Clinton River system; which between the two systems, encompassed the five counties these Rivers meandered through; (Wayne, Washtenaw, Livingston, Oakland, and Macomb) in the state of Michigan. This started in the 1940′s to “provide a greenbelt around the Detroit Metropolitan Area, and provide a natural oasis from urban and suburban life by providing an ever-growing variety of outdoor recreational, and educational activities year round in safe, clean environments. Picnicking, fishing, swimming, boating, hiking, nature study, biking, golf, disc golf, winter sports and a host of special outdoor programs and events are available within a short drive to southeast Michigan residents.”¹
It was kind of fun knowing that these metroparks were here, so that when the buzz of the city started to get to you, there is a place of relief to, “get away from it all.” And, apparently, I had been getting away from it all, quite often. So much so, in fact, that my dear, sweet, lovely wife began referring to me as the “urban-grizzly” which, along with my work uniform of a tie, wing tips, and my “mountain-man” beard seemed to stick.
¹(Excerpt taken from http://www.metroparks.com/metroparks/content.aspx?ID=19)
I’m vegan, except when I can catch a fish. Or…sometimes my wife catches the fish. Nice post. I spent my childhood fishing the Sierra Nevada mountains with my dad and loved every minute of it (well, almost every minute…one time we hiked for 3 hours…)
I loved the couple times we cooked a full breakfast on the Coleman at the Dexter MetroPark. I enjoyed sitting in a lawn chair at the edge of that raucous little river watching you fish.
You are the sweetest girl. Those were some good times. I have nothing but great memories of that park. Thank you for reading, dear.
XOXO
-Your Grizz
“You can’t stock the freezer using a fly rod” and I can’t stock the freezer with a worm & bobber either. It’s just gross.
LOL! How about chicken nuggets?
Lovely site! I am loving it!! Will come back again. I am taking your feeds also
Thank you!
-Griz