They Will Survive.

As I mentioned last year, June 22nd is a good day for fishing. This year the fishing wasn't spectacular and I was tired from training entering the week before my triathlon but spending time in the woods, away from the masses, was as great and refreshing as usual. Dapping and casting from 7 or 8 feet from the bank were the tickets today. Stealth was important.

Second little guy of the day

And his house

Thin little headwaters

came from a deep bend pool

Fiesty little rainbow

Look closely. Where's waldo?