A day well wasted

I spent yesterday at "The Pond Whose Name Must Not Be Spoken". Despite temperatures around ninety I managed to catch enough bass that I lost track of the number around ten, I'm guessing 15-16 fish.














Lunch was about a quart of pond side raspberries.







The fish ran from about a half pound to around three.



Almost stepped on this guy, he was about as big around as my wrist and seemingly unafraid.



The only other fisherman all day was this great blue heron that stalked the shallows of the far side of the pond.