80 DEGREES AND SKUNKED

The first fishing outing of the year resulted in a big goose egg. I honestly didn't care. While I'm sure the polar ice caps lost some serious frontage over the last warm spell, I'll take the 80 degree temps and summer paddling conditions. The smallies that I was hunting were less than active but it was pretty sweet to get out and start hunting for them again, regardless of the outcome. Temps are supposed to drop overnight and a buddy and I are going to hit another spot on Saturday.