It’s amazing (but completely understandable) how a lake without water — which in this particular case holds for me almost two decades of memories; a summer refuge and place of childhood discovery that I will always hold dear to my heart and has shaped a great deal of the man who I am today — just looks like a dirty, muddy dent.
They are draining it to fix the spillway, which I suppose is important. The lake is normally 280 acres, and the are supposedly taking it down under 30.
There are some upsides, though, as I now had the ability to casually wander the lake-bottom around some of my favorite fishing spots and give the finger to each and every rock, stump, and stick ever responsible for snagging my flies.
Silver linings, and all.
-Alex who may or may not have marked a few GPS spots, also.
More than two decades of memories, unless you subtracting time that you can’t remember ?
Wasn’t I eight when we started going up every year?
I love that your mom’s posts just say mom! I stumbled across this as I was googling Hawley Lake. See you up here soon! We’re at Fools Hollow now!!
Mom needs to start dishing stories.
Lol. How about no.
That’s pretty crazy. Where did you end up fishing?
I just went by to check it out because I knew they were draining it. It still looked fishable, and I have to imagine that the fall brown fishing will still be productive… maybe even fabulous. What sayeth thou about that?