Wilson Creek Caper
JIMMY AND I SET OFF on a Saturday morning for the Pisgah National Forest—specifically, Wilson’s Creek Gorge—our minds set on big browns and bright rainbows. The trip from Charlotte, North Carolina, to Wilson’s Creek normally takes about an hour and half, but we made it in an hour and fifteen. We celebrated with an early bourbon sip.
As we assembled our rods, the sun peaked over the eastern ridge, shedding light on the creek. Jimmy claimed he could already see a few risers. I couldn’t see shit, so I went with an indicator and a beaded San Juan—simple and efficient. Jimmy started with an Adams. We grabbed our sling packs and made the short
