Winter is officially here. I watched the mercury plummet to a balmy zero degrees fahrenheit this morning. Yipes. Even the big lakes locked up with ice overnight. That is officially too cold for fly fishing here in Roughfisher country. I'm glad I was able to savor the season for one last time the other day before reality finally set in.
Instead, I'm kicking up my heels, on the couch with a 2 Below Ale in hand, ready to watch the #1 ranked Gopher hockey squad kick the tar out of the Denver Pioneers. Nothing like a little R&R.