Tight lines, ladies....

Today was a brilliant spring day and what's better than going into a hay meadow to sharpen flycasting skills with a bunch of fisherwomen. Since the rivers and streams are all at flood stage, running fast and dirty and out of their banks, we flung yarn-loaded lines at targets, learned some new knots, honed our fly ID skills and had a catered lunch to boot. Fish fear us. No hay meadow is safe, either.