It's a crisp 50 degrees, there isn't much cloud cover, and the breeze is practically nonexistent. Certainly not prime conditions, but we'll take it. We get Skynryd's "Swamp Music" on the stereo in the truck on the way out there, out to the public flooded timber. It's a nice easy drive, the cool pre-sunrise dawn whipping through the cab.
Fly Fishing, Waterfowling, and Wandering the Old North State and Elsewhere