Granny and I woke up on the banks of one of our beautiful Wisconsin rivers. It was so warm we sat outside and drank our coffee. Before you knew it, I was wadered up. I walked and fished about a mile of this gorgeous section of river starting in a t-shirt but ending three hours later in fleece and my rain jacket. A front has moved in and the musky bite is finally off. Time to head home and catch up things.
Wade fishing for Muskies! What a great state!