Where: The beach
Conditions: Sunny, warm
Flies used: Clousers, a few experimental patterns
Species pursued: Sea run cutthroat, resident coho
Song of the day: “Extraordinary,” Liz Phair
I almost jinxed us.
While winding up the class the night before, I casually mentioned
that I haven’t had a group yet that didn’t have at least one of them
“As a group, I haven’t been skunked yet.”
Don’t you hate it when the voice inside your head suddenly commandeers your mouth?
I probably wouldn’t have made such