Flashback: October 6, 2018

A look back at an unposted trip to Yellowwood in 2018. October shakes itself out, the woods thin. Little bluegill want meals as big as themselves. A bass comes out of the shrinking weeds. Spiders are in all the vegetation: they walk along your hat brim and then walk on water to climb back on the tube for another go. The evenings are mellow and loud with the songs of insects. You wish it would never end.

Grateful

I'm back. My cataract surgeries are over and almost 100% successful. At the moment I have 20/25 distance vision, and reading glasses do very well for reading and fly tying and tying knots on the water. And spending time on the computer; I will be dropping posts here again on a somewhat regular basis. I have a trip planned for the Henry's Fork for ten days at the beginning of September but I think I'll take my computer for some posts direct from Last Chance.

Meanwhile I tested my restored vision in fishing mode as soon as I could get to the lake. Here are some photos of those recent trips to Yellowwood. She's bright and beautiful in all her late summer garb, and I was able to change flies whenever I wanted to. Then the last time I was there I was able to see the stars in all their glory. I even caught a Perseid meteor over the south end of the lake. I am grateful.

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