The sun was amazingly bright over the Snake (Washington side) and Clearwater (Idaho side) Rivers as we prepared to launch our quest for Moby Bass. I caught a couple of junior bass and released them so they could grow a bit. Vic caught a 10-1/2 incher, our only keeper of the hot, pleasant outing.
“Moving athwart the evening sky, Seem’d forms of giant height: Their armour, as it caught the rays, Flash’d back again the western blaze, In lines of dazzling sky. . .” –from Sir Walter Scott: Marmion, 1808
When I took this photo this evening, somehow I knew Marmion would provide the caption.
And it’s 117° in our uninsulated shed. . .but a lovely evening, all in all; and that helps me to stop wondering obsessively when the Supreme Court will begin issuing new rules for public pools.