That's what the weatherman was saying. 94 here in town and 88 up on the Blue Ridge. I needed a break from the heat so I packed up a couple of rods and headed over the mountains to the New River to try and catch the evening smallie bite. Thunderstorms started popping off but bright sky on the horizon looked promising. Got to the river with a light drizzle falling and I took the Joe Brooks bamboo rod out of the case. When I went to put the reel on I realized that the line was wound for right hand retrieve. I don't go that way, but decided to give it a try rather than breaking out the TFO pastique rod. I tied on a Wiggle Minnow and hit the water. There was still some lightening in the distance but the rain was slacking off. I was having some issues with the rod and line, a WF-7-I, it took a lot of line to load the rod and the sinking line was a bit of a pain to pick up off the water. I did manage to get a few fish to hit the top but didn't bring any to hand. Ran into some strange stuff on the river bed, watch the video.
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The rain came down hard again and I was getting cold as I got soaked to the bone. The rain broke for a while and I warmed up and started to dry, but the game was called for lightening just before it got dark. I only fished for an hour and a half, this was my first true skunk in many many years. I think I might just have a beer...
