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March 16, 2012
Stole a couple hours in the afternoon this week. River in town is @ 3700, which leaves the local puddles.
Chasing warmwater species in the not-so-warm water? Not really in my wheelhouse. It didn’t help that I brought my rods, but no fly boxes. Bluegill and largemouth apparently don’t care for Kaufmann’s Stone. But Oldest Son loves the water and loves casting the gear rods, so he made bait-and-bobber offerings again and again. As it turns out, my experience is no match for his recent practice; kid was sticking casts less than a foot from the cattails.
Less than ideal conditions + less than ideal skills = less than ideal catch totals. I did, however, manage to hook a five year old on another year of fishing.
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