Was a lovely time. Any time I can get out and see kingfishers flying by, among other birds, wild boar walking by, and catch some fish, all the while jumping, slipping, crawling, falling my way from rock to rock and fishing hole to fishing hole, is a great weekend. Wish I had more opportunities to capture some images, but it wasn’t meant to be. Was a weekend of memories as opposed to a weekend of keepers.
Cheers from Texas.
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