My favorite spot was back within it’s banks on Saturday night. A few hours later rain started. It rained on and off on Sunday. What’s a brother to do but tie more flies and complain to his cat about the unfairness of it all. Then I realized I’m warm, dry, and not starving. I got it pretty damned good. Not saying I didn’t keep bitching, but it was a bit more restrained.
I did manage to knock out some flies today and now it’s time to play a waiting game on flooded creeks. I’m hedging my bets at two weeks. A few warm days this week and the kayak is coming out to stalk bass on some local ponds.
At this point, I’d even consider tenkara fishing.
josh said, hush your mouth.
“At this point, I’d even consider tenkara fishing.” said no one ever…UNTIL YOU DID.
In reply to josh, Dave said, I never would. Even I have standards.