I looked at the weather for Sunday and allmost fell out my easy chair. Mid 70’s time to fish. I was in the water at 9:00 and had my first fish at 9:15. Most of the trout were on the smallish side I was not keeping nay so I did not bother to measure them. I think I ended the day with 15 or so fish, but had a great day just me and the dog enjoying creation. Electric chicken grubs did the trick.
A man and his dog fishing. Doesn’t get much better than that.
“Apathy is the Glove into Which Evil Slips It’s Hand”.
He loves it and never gives me any grief when I don’t catch fish, which is most of the time:smiley: