Waiting for the tide to flow...
It’s been slim, I won’t deny it. But I’m counting the days because in a week’s time I’ll be kicking off a jag taking me far afield in salt and fresh alike and I’m picking out flies for what’s to come and trying to speed up time but then stop it. The anticipation is fun, too.
Can’t go wrong with THAT selection. Where’s the bendbacks?
I’ve already got those boxed up and ready for deployment.