Yesterday’s outdoor adventuring found yr. obdt. fishing in Lost Creek Reservoir out my Morgan; that body of water’s fish population escaped unscathed but the scenery made it worth the trip. Also, the truism “the worst day fishing is better than the best day working” applies.
After the skunk-out fishing, I drove over to the country around Huntsville and walked around a bit. Photos follow.
It was a beautiful day in beautiful country, blissfully unmarred by self-serving politicians, screwball activists and general nitwittery. Never fear though, True Believers; politicians, screwballs and nitwits will be dealt with starting tomorrow as usual.