It's a phone camera shot, so you can barely make out the huge heron perched on a fallen limb across the canal. I like to think it's the same heron I see there year after year. I know why he likes that side of the canal: there are always fish jumping, well out of reach of even my best and longest cast (which is never very far). The logs, limbs, and over-hanging vegetation make for a nice place to be a fish. One dry day this summer, I'll cross at the lock just east of this spot and make my way down through the brush. Heron are never wrong when it comes to fish.
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