Fall Browns and the smell of gun powder
The leaves have changed and the colors are fading each day. It is pitch black at 7:30 and the fires are burning all night again. Firewood is split and stacked thanks to Al and Bobby’s help. The inventory is being counted and stowed for the winter all while gun shots echo across the valley. I fished the home stretch yesterday from Jerry Creek to Dewey. The blue wings never really got going until late afternoon when the water warmed up, but we were able to get a few fish to the boat using streamers and pheasant tails. We had lunch on a bench overlooking one of the largest reds on the river, discussing brown trout spawning habits while we watched them jockey for position and clear off the gravel below. We poked a couple colored up browns and then started focusing on the rainbows. The weather was fantastic and the company was great. Heres to another year on the books and now its time to focus on the Bahamas. Most of the spots have been booked and deposits are in. We still have 2 or 3 spots, so if you are interested, now is the time to pull the trigger. Here are a few pictures from our fall excursions.
Lia teaching the UMW equestrian team at the Blodge
Get a job cat
Enough wood for the winter
Looking east toward the Notch
Driving towards the storm