Stepped into the creek at 12:30 today, which is the wrong time at this time of year. It was hot... no, it was hot and humid. The air was thick and like a blast furnace.
The addiction that is mine simply got the best of me. Feeling challenged in body and soul, I needed to feel better.
The Mysis Shrimp has been missing in action lately so it went on as an offering to the grand and golden ones. A lone carp was spotted; a cast... a unremarkable cast was made and fortunately fell lightly and within acceptable range of the creature. In watching the fish it was easy to see notice was taken. Attention turned to leader and then there it was... that ever-so subtle movement. Side sweep hook set and fish to hand. Picture taken, fish released, and the creek is left behind to another day.
A stop at the beer store and then to the prairie home. Short, sweet, and to the point.