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It was a lovely evening. I fished the north end since I came in from the north straight from work. I had been thinking south end, but as soon as I pulled around the bend and saw the lake I knew I needed to check out that high end again.
I had the float tube. It was a good day for it, a balmy 65 degrees, but tomorrow is supposed to be ten degrees cooler. The float tube should hold up OK; it did fine this evening. Now we'll just have to see how I hold up in the cooler weather.
I started with the Bomber, poor thing. I caught this little fish on it and noticed that the tinsel has come loose now. I'm not going to retire it quite yet, not while it's still bringing in the fish.
That was fun fishing. I got hits on the emerger and on the Stimulator. Missed a few messing with the camera and generally not paying close enough attention.
The light kept dropping, a little breeze came up, the Stimulator got harder and harder to see, and still I stayed out there enjoying the evening--and ready if, by some chance, a big night cruiser were to decide to come up and kill the Stimulator. That's a nice combination: relaxed alertness.
An owl hooted off in the trees, two herons flew over, bats flitted over the riffles, whiffs of woodsmoke drifted over the water from the camps of deer hunters, and a fisherman bobbed quietly in his element.