Sept. 17

We went fishing at Lake Roberts.  As usual, the lake was pretty but neurotic.  The water was very high----as high as I’ve ever seen it!  It reached the path in several spots and completely covered the little ledge in our cove.  There was some sub-surface grass but nothing compared to the summer growth.

The trout, as usual, had issues w/ biting.  Not one gave us even a nibble, however, Howard caught and released at least 60 large mouth bass.  Some were the size of his hand, but others barely the size of his thumb.  They hit immediately---over and over again.

We went out in the boat and the wind eventually drove us back to shore, but with nary a nibble from any fish at all, it wasn’t a big deal.

Howard was a little under the weather---a little bit of a cough, congestion, and a general malaise.