I'm right there with you. Sometimes I will wade for a mile just to access some otherwise unapproachable water. Last year it was about 6 am when the fog began to lift off of the river, and about 30 feet in front of me a doe and her fawn were drinking from the river. They knew I was there, I knew they were there. I just kept quietly casting, and they kept quietly drinking. Yes this was indeed a "solitude" moment for me.
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