I asked that question to a man fishing off a bridge. He said, “trash is what they are.” Sounds like a good answer to me. I went on a short hike and came across a lovely fishing spot littered with Modelo beer cans, plastic bait containers and a fishing bobber stuck in a tree overhead. Did a quick clean up and spilled beer on my pants.
The responsible fisherman’s setup below.
Some sort of pollution floating on the pond. Cumberland mountain state park pond is not looking healthy these days. Definitely overcrowded and the golf course water runoff is causing an algae problem.
Roosters and chickens were looking for bugs on my drive home.
The local squirrel playing invisible.
