We fished from before dawn to after dark both days this weekend then yesterday afternoon and dawn again today. We saw throngs of people, 70 boats, rain drops, wind, and few fish. I stuffed five layers under burly waders and wore two hats.

At home I washed my hands and the hot water burned like hydrogen peroxide on a fresh cut. The tips of the first two fingers on my right hand have white stripes from thousands of small strips of heavy line. Calluses where prints should be. Tomorrow we’ll go out again. My gut says conditions are ripe, and it’s about to turn on for a short window before the next storm brings another 5-8 inches of rain.