In between painting some stuff below-decks, took a couple of extended paddles in the innards of the creek, avoiding the major puffs into the high 20s. This is just such a terrific time of year and the creek has never looked prettier. Hooked a nice pickerel in the "usual spot," and it was kind enought to spit the hook close to the boat, as I was paddling one-handed into shore to beach it.
Did not get a photo but it was a nice 2-3 pound chain pickerel. That double-spoon and paddletail is a killer for cold-water tube fish.
Paddled to the back of the creek at sunset, it was calm back there and sitting still close to shore, watched a great big fox stroll by at a leisurely pace. It was a big fox and I think he and I have a prior history. I guess he has forgiven me as he did not bother giving me a dirty look. (I accidently interrupted him and his girlfriend on the beach a year or so ago)