and no I'm not talking about some spike healed, leather clad women digging her heels into my butt
. My thumb is worn past skin and is a bloody mess, after setting a personal record for numbers anyway today. I lost track at 100 fish, and quit after my thumb became just too sore to continue, but I'd guess over 120 today on what was a beautiful calm morning and early afternoon. What was amazing to me is that this happened between 9 when I started and 1:30 when I'd had enough, it was cast & catch all day. Nothing big, but I did manage maybe 10 fish pushing 5-8 lbs, when I switched over to dragging my 8 inch grub around. Saw one 10-15 lber follow a hook fish up, but wasn't lucky in the large department. Still it's December and I'm not complaining
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