I had asked my dad if he wanted to go look for some brookies and ramps with me, and he agreed without any hesitation. We left Hinton around 11:00am and headed for Greenbrier County. After getting to where we wanted to start, we geared up, and headed down over the mountain. The sun was beating down and no doubt was going to make for some tough fishing. Dad and I began to leapfrog one another upstream in search of brookies. Dad caught the first one and shortly thereafter I proceeded to land one. While we had found a few brookies, we did not find any ramps. I told him that I thought a couple more weeks and they should be sproutin' up. After a while, we both decided we werent done fishing, but we were done with this particular stream, so drove over the mountain to a stream that has been a good one in the past. We began to leapfrog again and I picked up a couple of brookies. When we reached the waterfall we called it a day. At the end of the day we had definitely not put up any big numbers, nor had we found any ramps, but I thoroughly enjoyed the day spent with my ol' man.