My Final day fishing started off slow. Todd hooked a few nicely colored fish here and there, I couldn't get one to stick:



Didnt matter much, until until late in the day , 7th inning stretch, my last day wouldn't leave me fishless:


After a while, you hang up the rods for the day and soak it up:



or maybe make one last cast ....over there....





The drive home the next day blazed by, 15 hours, 20 minutes door to door. 30 minute stop to wash up and refuel. one other stop for food and fuel. Almost got pulled over haulin’ balls home, but the mounty had to pick one car from two speeders, and it wasn't me

This is where my trip up north ended, & other’s trips begin. I’ll let any others add what they’d like from here of pictures & stories they have to share. There are more pictures, stories, and fish than I have bandwidth to write about...
Cheers to those still there, and those just departing. Hope you found what you were looking for. I had one of the best vacations and fishing trips of my life, filled with fun and time with good friends, and I’m thrilled to have shared it those of you who were there, and those here now.