On the way up the Ohio sidse of the river to pick up my boys from grandma's house, I stopped at the Robert C. Byrd Locks and Dam (formerly known as the Gallipolis Locks and Dam). Maybe a half dozen people were fishing, and all were bundled up against the light rain. Out on the foot of one of the dam piers, I saw a heron.
Yeah, it's fall, and it makes me sad. I had a great summer. Maybe fall will be good, too. We'll see.
D'OH: Today I remembered that I did see at least one pleasure craft in the water, maybe two. They would have been right below the R.C. Byrd dam, sitting where the turbulence of water coming over the rollers starts to dissipate. Fishing, of course.