It was sunny out, and warm and muggy, no wind. I walked to my favored river entry point, about half a mile away, and waded into the water. It's rained off and on a lot recently but the river was not muddy or high. It was at the normal low elevation that is great for wading and while not as clear as usual I could see down to almost my ankles while standing in waist deep water - so a tad murky but not too bad. Kind of a greenish cast to it.
The current was a bit faster than normal for when it is that low, caused by the rain run off no doubt. The water was comfortable, warmish. Fish were occasionally jumping here and there. It was a good looking fishing day all around.
I fished for bluegill with a floating terrestrial, a foam grasshopper. I love to catch those bluegills on the surface, and they were biting for me. One bluegill I caught was chased hard by a large bass that was absolutely tearing up the surface. That was fun. Normally I'd let the bass take the bluegill and hope I could put the hook into the bass - I've done that many times - but this foam hopper had a tiny hook, and that bass would have straightened it right out, so I pulled the bluegill in and released it unharmed.
I saw dark clouds gathering to the NW. Since the prevailing storm pattern here is SW to NE I thought it might slide by. It didn't, or at least not all of it did. It began to rain and quickly became a torrential down pour so heavy I could barely see the end of my rod. The rain was cold and the wind was almost howling, blowing so hard it created waves in the river, waves against the current at that. I had to keep my head down to keep rain from blowing into my eyes. The wide brim hat had to be jammed down to my ears to stay on. Then there was a boom of loud thunder.
I got out and walked home in that torrential downpour, totally soaked, almost chilled from the rain.
Half an hour later the sun is back out.
It is sunny out, and warm and muggy, no wind.