Late Season Special

The morning frost feels like late season.  I don't see any fall leaves.  Hatches are sparse and short-lived.  Fish are rising to midges.  I hear shotgun blasts.  My tomatoes are dead.  All sure signs.

Frosty start with some skim ice.

First Riser

Didn't take long.

Traditional Adams

Perfect holding spot

Today's "glory hole."

Gone

Good cloudy day glare bug.

Old guy with an old Fenwick and a stick

Frost gone.

Loaded with these for next time, next year.