Moose On The Dog River

As my folks are up in New England for the week, I met up with them and off we went to go try our luck fishing on the Dog River.  My father had heard from a local fly shop (in MD) that the Dog River was a good and somewhat technical river, so that was enough to spark his interest (actually, just the fact that it’s named the Dog River was probably enough to spark his interest).  In any event, we headed out there, spent some time searching for a good spot to fish (it’s always so hard to fish a river you know nothing about), and finally decided upon a nice spot near the town of West Berlin.  We fished for a little while, but the fish didn’t seem at all interested in anything that we had to offer.  So it goes.

However, we did see the signs of Moose around.

After looking around a bit, we found the Moose!  (Not what you were expecting??)

Yup, after giving up on the fishing we got our pal Moose out of the car and played around a bit.  He’s a fan of all things play, especially when water is involved, so I’m sure he was a fan of our decision.  Anyways, I like this following sequence:

Patience is a virtue, Moose.  Ready…

Set…

Go!

Almost got that stick.

What a happy dog, swimming in the Dog River.

He explodes out of the water.

Now he’s got that stick.

I’m not too sure what was going on with the fish, but oh well.  We had some good fun with Moose afterwards, and I’m sure that he was super pleased to get out of the car and run/swim around a bit.