In a yet-to-be-named spot on a yet-to-be-named stream/creek/ditch off a really nice cast where the fly seemed to float from the sky to just the other side of a log - a bass hit.
What fun!
I pulled the bass in and held him. He was solid. I was so happy, I did one of those Yesses where I strummed my fist into the air and said, "Yes!"
PS: I sent George some example paintings from an artist (Paul Oxborough) I like. George seems to think I can do it. Attached a picture of a painting of Oxborough's.
1 comment:
Wish I could have seen that! :-)
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