This used to be a country Texas blog, so what happened? Got diverted by geostrat above my paygrade and egregious liturgical and doctrinal abuse. Hey, easy ongoing target, but what about all that country life? To be honest, I live it daily and like it a lot, so much better than the "Spawl, but you gotta focus.
To that end or τέλος we loaded up the rig with a couple of rods and headed out to the lake. Would the fish bite or would they not? Perennial question. Dam straight they bit, Bluegill after Bluegill, I lost count, just a whole lot of fish.
Didn't keep any, too small, those kids went back to fight again another day. And what a good morning, by the water, on the fish and lots of action, albeit small fish on a light rod. Good for mind, body and soul. Then it was back to the Compound for chicken thighs on the grill and could white wine. Hey, all's right with the world.
And now? Grilled chicken, the dinner of winners.
Tight Lines,
LSP
