09.17.16 - No, Snowy, there's nothing more delicious than fresh fish cooked on a stick over an open fire.
River life. All your works praise you, Lord; your faithful people extol you. They tell of the glory of your kingdom and speak of your might.
Looking downriver at the crossing.
Perfect fishing conditions upriver.
This delicate water bloom stopped me in my tracks.
A tender scene.
Now this guy is just in the way.
Secret fishing hole #3.
Tools of the trade.
Rush hour on the west side of the river. Hm. A white calf.
My neighbor, the traffic cop.
The fully outfitted kitchen.
Yeah, that's a handy bass kabob skewer that I pulled out of my back pocket.
I used Snowy's recipe. Yum.
Taking reservations... just waiting for the lunch crowd to arrive.