I feel a float coming on, like salvation.
Skiing days over like that(snap!), warm weather and rain pouring down.
It time to go home and polish up the Water Masters, because the steel will be pushing up and I dont want to miss this.
Husky, X, Broken Rod, read these words and make yourselves ready the She-be-gone, the Mil, Hardees, DQ, it's On!
No more fishing one of the three available runs on the Me. Time time to multiple small runs. I feel like roar out a Howard Dean.
Little rivers, Big Flies!!
BR with a She-be-gone Head
X just got word of grabby fish to the south. I am not kidding this shit is on.
Monday, January 7, 2008
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