I probably won't even make it back out until next week, my girlfriend is giving me hell about fishing too much. So, "if" I get the chance it will be an evening fishery. But, it's killing me knowing all the fish are there. I feel like I lost the winning powerball ticket, just sick to my gut. The feeling just never goes away all year though so many fish to catch, so little time.
Keith
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It's time to put the red rubber nose away, clown seasons over.