Monday was the day we finally did it. We broke the 70 degree barrier, topping out at a balmy 75. It was so nice.
This is one of my favorite photos of the year. It marks the first day of the season that I can fish comfortably in shirtsleeves.
The fish were still up and hungry. I caught a few, but spent most of my time trying to get a good photo of a fish jumping.
It's quite a challenge, and I didn't accomplish my goal. But I'll keep trying. It adds an enjoyable extra dimension to the day's fishing, and produces some surprising results.
As usual, I took a shore break. The trees were full of noisy Flickers. I got the first mosquito bite of the year. The buds are swelling overhead, and very soon the new leaves will cast a green haze over the woods.
I fished, and juggled rod and camera, caught beautiful little trout, and thoroughly enjoyed myself.
With the coming of dusk, it got a little chilly.
I actually had to roll my shirtsleeves down.