More Wild Weather

The local rivers and lagoons still had skim ice yesterday morning, the earliest in the season I could ever remember. The forecast was for rain developing in the evening, but I did not expect the fierce storm that woke me through the night. Around 12:30 this morning the wind was blowing so hard, I could not see out the windows and the pine trees were whipping around like blades of grass. I turned on the computer just to check and see if the world was ending, and saw reports of sixty mile per hour winds. It seems over the past two months that we only get one nice day per week for fishing.