Just the thoughts of an old man standing in the river waving a stick. Sometimes it's raining fish and other times it's just raining while I fish.
Friday, May 3
Still feels like an autumn evening
The wind was steady on my casting arm and caused some creative casting to get it parallel to the reeds without the wind tangling the line, on the left where I happened to pick up this chunky bluegill. Looking forward to the weekend. :-)
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