"Steve" wrote in
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I took the long way home, the River Road, to survey the carnage
from the recent floods. At the mouth of the Lehigh, there were a
few shad in the fish ladder, and the floods had scoured the piers
of an old railroad bridge and damaged the raceways for the canal's
locks. Looking at the Lehigh and the Delaware there, where men and
rivers wage slow war, I can see that we're still waiting for an
armistice.


Very enjoyable. In the late 90s I consulted for a company who were
based in Easton and Allentown. I bounced between the 2 places and one
lunchtime I drove the backroads to Easton. There was a little wooded
stream that followed the road and I stopped at a few bridges to check
it our -- it was full of trout. Is that where you were fishing?