Tonight I stand in nettles, getting devoured by mosquitoes and watching hundreds of hexagenia mayflies, float, struggle, emerge, flit, fly...spinners and duns.
I watched the water too but saw nothing to indicate that the trout were seeing what I was seeing.
I have countless red welts that itch.
The nettles sting on my hand burns.
I got skunked.
Still better than an airport in Baltimore.
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| Never a bad sign... |
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| birds taking full advantage |
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| While I took this serene shot the nettles attacked! |
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| formerly my blood |
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| what a beautiful...bzzzzzzzzz |
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| Returned safe and sound. |
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