Walking off the plane at Roanoke yesterday evening was like walking into an oven.
I knew it was coming, but after spending five days at 8,000 feet at Snowbird Ski and Summer Resort in Utah, it was still a shock.
The OWAA conference was great, and busy. We spent all day in programs and sessions, and then stayed up late every night socializing.
So, now back to the real job. I’m heading out now with photographer Kyle Green for an assignment for my summer series on Virginia’s state parks, which are in their 75th year. We’re headed to Claytor Lake for a few hours and taking some bluegill gear.
When I get back I’ll be working on this week’s fishing report. I got a report from Ralph Barton, who said he was catching some suspended bass at Smith Mountain Lake on crankbaits. Is anyone else getting out there? How is it?