Had a rare opportunity to go fishing this morning bright and early. Those that know me, you know where I am at--and you might recognize this. It was about 82 degrees at the top of the ramp. When I got into the boat, I was very close to shivering; about 50 degrees. Stopped to get a quick vid of how it is on the river here in the hot humid summer. There is no better therapy that I know of, but to get out there and just sit in the boat, listening, watching the wildlife. Very tranquil. No sound in this vid but there were two eagles, one on one side of me and the other on the other side-chattering back and forth. For those that don't know, bald eagles kinda sound like sparrows. I always took it as "Speak softly and carry a big stick". Owls galore. Later on as the fog was "lifting", seen a couple of deer eating in the weeds. The bigger one was on her hind legs eating some leafs off of the tree limb above her. By time I got the phone out of my pocket, they were gone.