George popped into town unexpectedly this weeekend to visit his mom and a few relatives. He was able to plan a fishing outing with Greg and Greg’s son and asked me if I wanted to tag along. Far be it for me to refuse fishing time, especially since I haven’t wet a line for two weeks. We hit a lake in the Northern suburbs where Greg and I had tried earlier this summer. After getting on the water at about 10:30am, we decided to start at the other end of the lake where Greg and I saw a... (more...)
