The river is quickly beginning to close up on the edges. Large sheets of edge ice were everywhere. I waded in and worked a bugger swinging it to likely lies and trying to find a few trout but none were willing. I didn't see another person on the river and having it all to myself was a nice solitary time to think and reflect on how lucky I was to be out on such a beautiful day.
I ended the day scouting the plains lakes to see if any were still open after all the freezing weather. Only the big player was still open. Everything else was solid. It will be ice fishing season soon.
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