Middle Fork of the Vermilion River, Vermilion County, Illinois

Bob La Londe wrote:

Is it much of a river? Does it flow into Ohio?

Yeah, it's a river and it's the nicest in this part
of the state. The Middle Fork flows into the Vermilion
and the Vermilion flows into the Wabash over in Indiana.
The Wabash becomes the Illinois-Indiana border just
south of I70 and then flows into the Ohio where Illinois,
Indiana and Kentucky meet.

The Middle Fork is the only federally designated Wild
and Scenic River in Illinois. It doesn't compare favorably
with other Wild and Scenics I'm familiar with, like the
Current in Missouri, but for Illinois I guess it's the
best we've got.

--
Ken Fortenberry

Jesus Ken, what the hell you doing in Illinois? Besides sweating your
ass off. I thought you were in the Carolina's. LOL

I should mention that there is a couple Vermilion Rivers in Illinois.
The other runs to the Illinois river near Starved Rock and has class
II/III rapids at times with guides running rafts, canoes, and kayaks.

If your not opposed to it, floating grasshoppers on the Sugar and
Kickapoo creeks over in Logan county in late summer can produce a few
smallies, catfish and the occasional hybrid striper. The closer you get
to where it joins the Salt creek over by Mason county the more hybrids
you will find. Some of those are tackle busters. These are, just your
average mud bank creeks with some gravel riffles. The Sugar is
shallower than the Kickapoo or Salt and still within it's original
banks, not just a ditch.

Carlos

Carlos wrote:
Jesus Ken, what the hell you doing in Illinois?

The usual things, you know, volunteer work for
the Champaign County Republican Party, witnessing
door-to-door for the 700 Club, running our local
chapter of the Rush Limbaugh Fan Club and writing
romantic sonnets in iambic pentameter.

Besides sweating your
ass off.

That too, a *WHOLE LOT* of that too.

I thought you were in the Carolina's. LOL

A week in the spring and a week in the fall, good
Lord willin' and the creek don't rise. ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry

snip

The usual things, you know, volunteer work for
the Champaign County Republican Party, witnessing
door-to-door for the 700 Club, running our local
chapter of the Rush Limbaugh Fan Club and writing
romantic sonnets in iambic pentameter.


That should fill up a day...........................
Ken,you post has helped convince me to do something that has been on my mind
lately.We have several streams in the Nashville area where wading and
fishing ( I hear) is pretty awesome.One in particular is 5 minutes from the
house and has produced a lot of nice large and smallmouth every year. I
drive by it every day I head to the "big water",but now I am going to get a
little wet and have some fun.Thanks.
(but not with a fly rod)
"Ken Fortenberry" wrote in message
...
Carlos wrote:
Jesus Ken, what the hell you doing in Illinois?



Besides sweating your ass off.

That too, a *WHOLE LOT* of that too.

I thought you were in the Carolina's. LOL

A week in the spring and a week in the fall, good
Lord willin' and the creek don't rise. ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry

Bass_Mr. wrote:
Ken,you post has helped convince me to do something that has been on my mind
lately.We have several streams in the Nashville area where wading and
fishing ( I hear) is pretty awesome.One in particular is 5 minutes from the
house and has produced a lot of nice large and smallmouth every year. I
drive by it every day I head to the "big water",but now I am going to get a
little wet and have some fun.Thanks.
(but not with a fly rod)

You're quite welcome. It's my preferred way to fish. Even
when I have the canoe I don't fish from it much, I just
use it to get from wading spot to wading spot on the river.

If you're new to wading remember to wear good shoes, if
not wading boots then high-top tennis shoes. I've seen too
many feet that looked like bloody hamburger after someone
decided to wade in Teva sandals. And I wear quick-dry
nylon pants, not shorts. I don't know about the waters
around Nashville, but we have leeches up here. The first
time you step out of the river and see 16 leeches on your
legs you'll never wade in shorts again. Gaaaaaaack, I get
the willies just thinking about it.

--
Ken Fortenberry