Another rough day on the Poudre yesterday, despite the gorgeous weather and my declaration of war on the fish. Another day, another skunking. Starting to get a complex.
Our pre-Halloween festivities compensated for the lack of fishing productivity. I decided to honor Halloween with a well-constructed scarecrow, and the rest of the clan put their artistic abilities into play during our annual jack-o-lantern contest.
Maybe he'll have better luck than I have lately.
Happy Halloween from the Flywriter.