..."No, I didn't say that...and that logjam certainly doesn't make you look...well, BIG or anything"...
"Ok, Ok...Sorry"...
"No, Don't do that. You always do that this time of year"...
"Maybe I shouldn't have come this late"...
"Ok. Call me?"...
We're gonna give it one more go tomorrow. Take a walk up and down a few of the locals, see if there are enough non-spawning fish to play with...or any trout hangin' out, lookin' for a free meal.
The weather switched around to a high and clearing North pattern, about 20kts, and the freezing level is about 1600ft...this should put the drop and clear cycle into effect, and give us one last shot at piscine love.
This is the week that starts to feel a little awkward, like drunk-dialing an ex after an all-nighter with the boys and getting caught at it. Some of these fish are spawning, so have some respect, f'r chrissakes.
The days, as well as bear tempers, are shorter...bites are fewer, with long spaces between. The River, she is separating herself, she has had enough, and it is time to leave for the year.
Just one more, I promise. Things will be different this time.
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