Christmas eve began on a windy Lemon Bay… Hooked something that threw the hook.
Thought I’d try my canal. In order to fish there, I have to cross I-75. Well, some goofball hit the bridge with a dump truck. A. Dump. Truck. How the hell…
Instead of driving across town to get to my spot, I tried a new spot. There were a few of these guys, all ready for the holiday
Today is Christmas. I thought I might slip out early to try for some bluegill, but…
Merry Christmas all!