Cold Water

No time for commentary today. I'm just homesick.

Thirsty dogs enjoying some good, cold GA water...

Pickin's

The pickin's were not slim this morning. Started out slow until I got down to the gaging station. Saw bream hitting the top below a big blow down. Got out the fly rod and a yellow poppin' bug, and wore them slap out the rest of the morning. I'm typing with one hand now because my reeling arm is in traction. Those feet are a size 15 just to add a bit of perspective.

Came home with about twenty bream (I threw 30 back) and a whole lot of sowega sweet corn. Not a bad weekend for a mini-vacation. I'd live to be a hundred fifty if I could do this once a week.

Samantha's having an ear of sweet corn for a late night snack.

Boatin' dogs

Heading up Spring Creek just above the jumping log. LJ are having a ball and are keeping an eye out for gators and carbetbaggers (they hate carpetbaggers). We stopped at Yates Spring to cool off and enjoy a cantalope. Picked up a few bream above the spring run on a yellow poppin' bug.

This is home, folks. Nothing's better.

Fishingdogs

The dogs and I went up to GA this weekend, perhaps the last time before the baby E shows up...On the way to the creek we came across a turtle laying eggs.

I'm pretty sure this is a soft shell turtle. All God's creatures are beautiful in their own way, but this thing was honestly just butt-ugly in its own way. Must be nesting season for these guys because there was a huge one at the landing, but it was gone by the time I seriously considered taking another pic of a less than beautiful turtle (ugly).

A honeybee enjoying the squash. Our bees have decided to help with pollinating the squash, so no more humans helping the squash to pollinate. One less garden chore.

On a side note, half our squash crop has died lately. Mom says it's the heat. I just think it's the cursed Woodville sand.