Gloves would have felt good on the pond yesterday morning. It was pretty cold for early November in Georgia, and the chill in the air was magnified by the fog settled over the pond. I'm not complaining, though. We were there because we wanted to be there, and I certainly could have worn gloves.
The pond was beautiful, as things around here tend to be this time of year, especially in the early morning sunshine. The fish also bit pretty well. We didn't count our fish, but Nathaniel and I caught quite a few bream and bass in just a couple of laps around the pond. The bass were all small, but the bream were decent sized, and we mostly fished with panfish tackle.
We called it quits relatively early because of other Saturday plans, but neither of us really minded that because the chill sort of dug deeper as we fished. The warm truck and hot coffee at home were both nice after a brisk but fun morning outing.