Damm Lightning!!!!!!!!!!!
Argh!!!! Get to my spot tonight, no one else there, wind is dead. Start casting a white needle and get two fish right off the bat. Not big, 30 inches each but fat and fiesty. Things are looking good for the last hour of the drop. It's overcast, slightly foggy the wind is dead.
Out of nowhere it's blowing southeast hard, in less than a minute it's pouring like the tropics and without any warning flashes coming in there are bolts coming down close and dancing from cloud to cloud at the same time.
I start thinking, " hmm..., a 9-1/2 graphite rod, I am standing on a sandbar and it's pouring, blowing like the wizard of oz and lightning is crashing all around me and it's a 1/2 mile hike back to the truck. What to do... what to do???
I stayed a bit longer but it got worse by the second and suddnely in between flashes there is a silouhette of a 6'-6" guy in waders and dry top running like a frightened girl back to his truck in the purplish yellow flashes illuminating the scene.
I got to watch the weather better when conditions are like this. I don't need that kind of excitement.
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