- Wed Nov 27, 2019 6:46 pm
some time ago my buddies and I planned a day trip for some toothie fish that are not always willing to play along. we tried like hell to find a fish, but they didn't show up. that being said we didn't let the fish get in the way of a good time.
I told him hell yes, so I came home to this
and made this
docta jay pointed his nose down river and we were off
we stopped for a gentleman's break
we pushed off and fished hard to the end
it was a good day
the next morning we ended up bank yanking on a different flow, and the morning started off fast
and on the way home my step dad called and said I found a pheasant on the side of the road, and its still warm, you want it?
frustrated. After a few "what the fucks?" "i suck"s and a break on shore I convinced her to get back to casting. I clearly remember this question/statement "so you actually think this is fun. These fish are fucked"