River by day and whiskey by night. What a strict game plan.
A weekend bolt down to the Blue Ridge mountains left us pretty worn out today, but holy crap was it worth it. Swimming pups, cold beer tucked in our waders, and the swishing of neon fly lines stayed fresh in our minds as we made our way back to Washington, DC late Sunday. It’s safe to say that we were left longing for more of those misty mountains.
Here’s a little sneak peek!….Just be sure to check back later for a full write up:
A Cast at Riverbend