It walked around for a while, then disappeared up the stream. Back on my side, a gangway to the left, where the slope is too steep to walk down, connects the parking area with the concrete walkway, and several people with a couple of poles each were fishing there, although I never did see any fish get caught. Click here to continue Continued For a while it seemed that one of the fisherladies' two children were doing their best to scare any fish away anyway. In spite of the nearby super speedway called River Road, it is quiet down there until your hear the crunching gravel announcing the arrival of another lunchtime car, van or truck. I did see a patrol car go through the park a couple of times, so they do check the place from time to time.
People come there, roll down the window, eat sometimes, sit there a while, and then crunch off.
A few actually get out of their cars and walk down the slope to the riveredge to sit or not sit. Unless they came to fish, they don't stay long. I found myself absent mindedly figuring out how to come down the Tennessee River in north Alabama to the Tennessee - Tombigbee Waterway, and then down the waterway to the Black Warrior at Demopolis, and then back up the river to Tuscaloosa by boat, as if I had a boat, and as if I would do it if I did have a boat. Guess I'll continue to just drive down here. Anyway, it was a nice scenic day dream, interrupted by three or four waterfowl of some kind flying in formation down my side of the river, and landing just beyond some foliage past the fishermen.