Grey morning but the fishing was good. Gills were hitting hard on a small Tan Soft Hackel Hares Ear. I think it mimics the few little flies that were hovering over the water.
Birds were busy. Multiple singing Red Wing Black Birds overlaid with Cardinals, overlaid with Black Capped Chickadees, overlaid with the occasional Ring Neck Pheasant and Canadian Goose. Sometimes we just tune out all that cool stuff.
As often happens my neighbors, the buffalo were just across the fence keeping me company. I do not think I was to impressive to them, but they did seem interested in the white plastic bucket I use for a fishing chair. Sounded like food to them. When the big guys let go with a long low pitched bellow and took a couple steps toward the fence, I did back up. They are docile, but in reality the fence is just a speed bump to them. What might be your fence?
