In honor of S.Howard and his big words that have to be looked up.
I went out today and a cool northwest wind whippped around my boat like a Sooners tornado. I casted and scouted many different areas along the north and east shore of the Lake we call J.P.P. I saw a couple of fish working but nothing that could hold the attention on my frozen fingers and tired shoulder so I decided to head home. Needless to say, the fish had to take a day off, but I was hoping there would still be one out there that would committ suicide on my hook.
Blessings
Icthus
good word steve, I learned something today.