Autumn is my favorite time of year. All summer long I look forward to that first crisp morning where it feels good to put on a fleece shirt even though there is not a cloud in the sky. This past weekend, the weather was about as perfect as one could expect.
Autumn is my favorite time of year. All summer long, wilting in the heat, I look forward to that first crisp morning where it feels good to put on a fleece shirt even though there is not a cloud in the sky. This past weekend, the weather was about as perfect as one could expect. The leaves were near their peak, the skies were deep blue, and morning chill burned off to wonderful afternoons the entire weekend. I took the opportunity on Saturday to try my hand at some Fall fishing on one of my favorite trout streams anywhere - Willowemoc Creek. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.
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