The sunburn on my back tells me I’ve been here for hours. None of the bait I brought appeals to the palette of these bass and trout.
A carp leaps up, huge, mocking, and not what I want.
I switch my bait. Cast. Maybe this time I’ll get a bite.
Living and Writing…One Adventure at a Time
The sunburn on my back tells me I’ve been here for hours. None of the bait I brought appeals to the palette of these bass and trout.
A carp leaps up, huge, mocking, and not what I want.
I switch my bait. Cast. Maybe this time I’ll get a bite.