While on the east coast I was able to catch up with my aunt and uncle living in the Shenandoah Valley. I don't think I've been out to see them since I was 15 so it was a great chance to catch up with them. During my stay I was fortunate enough to take the canoe out and go fishing with my uncle Bill. The Shenandoah River is a little bit slower than the other rivers that have consumed my time recently, but evenly matched in beauty. Mixed in with the river's natural channels and ledges are large rock bands built by the native Americans to funnel fish down river into awaiting nets. During our float we chose the more contemporary method of fishing with poles.
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