Many years ago my father showed me this old bridge ruins hole. It has always produced for me through the years. I remember a big fat 18 incher the first time I fished it back in 1966.
Through the years I have shared my excellent hole with many folks.
John Armstrong caught this nice early season brown on a thin mint in this wonderful hole.
Last year I saw some construction equipment out in the field near the hole. It was the WDNR and they were "fixing" the stream on request of the landowner.
Earlier this year I limped out to this hole and it nearly made me cry. The fixing entailed taking every tree off the bank and putting in giant boulders and lots of loose gravel.
I sent a friend to fish it yesterday and the boulders have been silted in and the hole no longer exists.
Good job fixing this stream "NOT"
