Davis and I thought about going fishing on Thursday, but I had something I had to do it was too cold. Same on Friday. We went Saturday in spite of the weather.
You know what “they” say – Faint heart ne’re won fair maid.
I’ll bet you wonder what that has to do with fishing. So do I.
It was a little nippy…and windy, but we got our hooks in the water and caught some small ones. We took them home and I filleted