Chicken Creek

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 27
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1995
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326335
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Title Chicken Creek
Description My underhand cast was six inches loo long The fishing line caught the lip of a tow -hanging willow branch, wrapped itself around the branch several times, and left my cheese dangling about a inch above the crest of water It was a tough decision If I were to reach the entanglement I would become wetter than I desired And. if I were to cut the line. I would lose time painstakingly relying a new hook, while attempting to maintain my balance upon the narrow and jagged rock which 1 was perched Suddenly, I saw the head of a nice-sized rainbow trout jump and seize the bail of cheese which dangled temptingly A tremendous battle ensued between the fish and the willow branch ( Isn't it a wonder that no one is ever around to witness some of nature's unexpected events, and many find the story almost impossible to believe upon the retelling?') 1 finally made my way to the willow branch, amid the constant thrashing of the angry fish, and the sight of the willow being jerked first upstream, and then down The willow had stolen my thunder, and actually appeared to be enjoying its moment of glory I managed to break off the end of the willow about a foot from its tip and 'reeled' in the fish 1 suppose many such stones could be told by generations past who have trodden the paths of this little-known creek And memories have been made by a younger generation as well 1 have a photography of mv three-year old son reeling in his very first catch from one of my favorite fishing holes Fred Rees and son Jeff at Chicken Creek About 1981 After an absence of several years. 1 returned again to partake of the pleasures offered by this small stream in a high valley of the Gunnison Plateau The fishing pools are no longer there Following one of the severest winters in Utah history, the melting snows of 1984 turned this quiet meandering stream into a wild ravaging river Mud and debris swept the landscape for weeks, and effectively changed the topography of the stream and canyon forever In its aftermath lay a deeply cut gorge, and the surrounding hillside was swept clean of all that was recognizable from those early adolescent years Where once there had been waterfalls and calm, resting pools, there was now only racing water Where once there had been dangling willows, plants, and crowding trees, vast nothingness mingled with boulders, rocks, and gravel. What was this strange intruder that had so pompously trampled upon the place of memories past? Had it no respect for tradition, or for future generations that might spend a lazy summer afternoon in the 60
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Identifier 070_Chicken Creek.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch 27
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326244
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