All the crappie have been beating up my Donny Osmonds. Tonight I figured I’d reload. The bite has been excellent for the last three weeks. I have a feeling the storm system that just ran through central Tennessee will put a hold on things for a bit.
It’s probably for the best. I really need to spend more time at the fly bench. My lines will be getting salty in about a week and a half and I’ve got nothing for it in any of my boxes. Come to think of it, my streamer box is incredibly pathetic looking right now.
I blame these guys:
I think the incredibly inconvenient cold front moving through will give me enough time to take my attention off of these guys and get ready for the gulf.
Tales from East Yahtam 