Actually, we did get out fishing the ponds on the south edge of the main lake. I knew nothing would be in there and of course, I was right. Much too early no matter how good it felt to us.

Wandered all around the park with my youngest. She felt compelled to take pictures of me. I've been told there are no pictures of me where I am not hamming it up somehow.

But I like this one for some reason. True definition of Fishing Bum.