I got back from work and met my friend bunk for some afternoon entertainment. We planed on golf but relized that our clubs were in a different city. I wasn”t dissapointed!! I said “lets go fishing.” So we gathered our gear and headed out. Arriving around 4 we only had about an hour and a half before dark so we hussled up to my favorite hole only to find it was taken. No worries.. we worked some quick water above and had some luck landing a few small brookies. After a few casts our spot became vacant and we moved in to try our luck. Bunk was working a black wooly and I was with my failsafe nymph rig. 2 casts and down goes the indicator..”Fish on.” After the battle I was able to land this nice salmon and successully take a photo. I have realized that it can sometimes be more difficult to take the photo than it is to take out the hook. Bunk was also able to land a nice brookie but we were unable to get its photo. We trudged out through the woods both satisfied, discussing how frusterated we would be if we decide to play golf!!!
