I was a couple clicks north of Scooby Doo on Saturday night. Last of the outgoing and had a nice pick of fish on eels. No real size, but they were stacked up in the rip. I think plugs drumming in the current would have been the call.
The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope. ~John Buchan
Hybrid Mode
