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Down the road we go with Herbert at the wheel. Conversation swings from hunting to fishing and the weather as bluegrass music fills the background. After mentioning this unseasonably cool day in May, Herbert remembers when “it snowed four inches on May 10, 1941, but melted within an hour.”
Feeling more like a sardine than an enthused angler, we finally arrive at our destination at Bean Hollow. Bean Hollow, originally an old logging road, follows the Jordan River to its headwaters.
At first glance it seems that a stream four feet wide and less than a foot deep in some sections could not possibly provide for anything bigger than a minnow. So much for logic as Eddy, hiding behind a large rock, hooks a native in a small pool. The fish, being only abolit eight inches
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