Now that fishing season seems started in earnest it seemed like a good time to make the long walk back to The Pond Whose Name Cannot Be Spoken. Sitting a mile back from the road, it usually provides me with some of my best trips of the year and this evening was no exception. Twenty plus bass in three hours with no company but some ducks, a deer, and a sunset. It doesn't get much better than this...
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