Pea soup

PEA SOUP

It was a nice Sunday afternoon. It was the second Sunday in a row that I had been off work. It was fairly cool and my wife said that I needed to spend some time at the water. Why should I argue with such a smart, beautiful woman?

It?s still to wet to drive into a pond so I headed into a pond that is not far from a road. The pond is slightly smaller than a foot ball field, but has a nice deep channel that wanders through the pond. I have a fairly good idea where the channel runs so I knew that I would be able to place the fly in the areas where the break lines would be.

Nothing worse than the anticipation of your favorite waters becoming fishable:^) Good read!