Last Saturday was a great time at the Hatfield (my mother’s side) family reunion. After several hours of catching up, eating and gift exchanges, we all went our separate ways. My separate way led me straight to the swimming pond here at the ranch. I caught this bass on my go-to fly, an olive wooly bugger. This felt good on my 7 foot 4 weight.
Wildflowers and German food. That pretty much sums up our trip so far. Today we drove the Williw City Loop, outside Fredericksburg, Texas. The locals here tell us that the flowers are usually declining by now, but an unusually wet spring has kept them around a little longer. After the loop and a nice nap, we made a second visit to a good restaraunt serving Bavarian food. It’s been great spending this time with mom. I’m very grateful for such a loving, Godly mother.
I’ve taken a wee koff from work to spend a little time with my mother. The first part of the week is a road trip to the Texas hill country to catch the spring wildflowers. Let me tell you, it is beautiful down here. We’re having a great time, and I’ll be posting some photos for a few days. Here are a few from the drive from Dallas to Fredericksburg.
. . . so how about some photography?
We had a very wet winter, and are in the middle of a wet spring, too. The ranch is absolutely lush. Greener greens than I have ever seen. It’s beautiful, even if temporary. This is Texas, after all.
While having a little dinner with my wife, we noticed the front pasture was absolutely bathed in a soft, golden light. I always love the juxtaposition of a dark sky with a bright ground. Sort of upside down photo. The sky is usually lighter, right?
As a field test for a lens I bought a few days ago, I went for a little walk and captured this image of the front pasture with my Nikon D5000 with a graduated orange filter, ISO 200, f8, 1/250 sec. I liked the way this one turned out.
Watching the warmth of the evening sun got me down to the swimming pond to photograph the sunset. After snapping a few of God’s gift to us Texans, I turned around and shot the second photo. What variety in this evenings sky!
Bugs are out.
Bullfrogs are croaking.
Ponds are full.
Bass are hitting poppers.
The world is waking up.
My last post was about a spring break family get-together and fishing trip. We came back home from that trip this afternoon. After a little bit of a nap and some warmed up pizza, I went down to the pond to take advantage of a beautiful windless evening. After all, I’ve got jury duty tomorrow, and who knows how long THAT will last? After trying a couple of patterns I went with an olive Woolly Bugger. Come to think of it, why didn’t I start with that? Three bass to hand in just a few minutes, including two fish on consecutive casts, told me the pond is warming up.
That, my friends, is how to end a fishing trip.