We just about spilled our Bloody Mary when the stewardess woke us up to tell us that the plane was landing.
3 days on the big river went by mighty fast, and with the fine companionship of D, Jimbo, and Ratbone, the fact that we caught fish was merely a bonus. D and Jimbo caught on to the piscine biathlon theme rapidly, proving themselves to be quite capable of holding their own when the sun went down and lightly hopped adult beverages commenced flowing.
Yet another biathlon in the can, and this time we got a brand-spankin'-new set of fishin' buddies out of the deal...hope you guys can make it down SE way someday.
Now that you have shown us yours, we would be more than happy to show you ours.