I love the feeling as i pull into a parking spot and the race to put on the waders and everything else begins. It might take 5 minutes but it feels like eternity. Then the walk to the suds, feet are moving faster than my brain, how did a rock that big roll
. Finally get to the water, knowing exactly where im going to cast my favorite fall time plug, a dozen twitches of the rod brings the plug infront of that rock, my rock the water boils. fish on... Bend down to grab the leader and the wave crashes soaks my hair. Just in time, im in that fall run state of mind. Nothing matters besides the hunt, if the wave didnt hit i would have thought i died and went to heaven.
To a good fall for all.