After the wet trip to Virginia I wanted to get out and hit one of the local rivers. It was a nice, cool August morning. The kind of morning that makes you realize mother nature will soon be making her change to Fall.
Cool and damp August morning brought out the ground fog.
(Click on image for a larger view.)
The walk to the river took me through a field of wild flowers and grasses loaded with dew.
The fishing didn’t disappoint as the smallies were still active, going after baitfish patterns and poppers.
This smallie choked on a yellow popper.
The cigar hanging out of this smallie mouth was a peach color woolly bugger.
Go out and fool a fish!
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