It was 65 yesterday. I hadn’t fished in quite awhile. I caught nothing, fell chest first into a muddy riverbank and had my fly rod come apart while casting… I’m not complaining though.
Lunch. #Hipstamatic (Taken with instagram)
65 and sunny in NJ. Loaded the baby in her holder took a walk through the woods to the “private” lake. Casted a homemade popper into empty water. Tommorrow it gets cold again.