As anglers were subject to the constraints of the tyrant named Mother Nature. She does what she pleases. We’re merely hostages to her moody behavior. Every now and then she’ll smile down and grant us passage on a picturesque day. On rare occasions she’ll string two or more blissful days together for us to enjoy
her splendor. Two weeks ago she gleamed on Brandon and me.
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her splendor. Two weeks ago she gleamed on Brandon and me.
Full report here...
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