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Went out Friday trout fishing in R.I. Sunny and warm in the afternoon. Hatches everywhere. Hen#^&#^&#^&#^&sons, Black Quills, Red Quills, caddis... Had a blast. Sat. and Sun back to slinging subsurface. Took my 9 y/o alone sun. and hit a bunch of native brookie nooks I have accumulated over the past past 35 years or so. He had a blast. He wanted to eat some. I was sceptical because he is very picky. Kept 4 in the 7" range and cooked them up at my Grandmother's. He ate them all to the bones.
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