Once again, I returned to the local farm ponds. As is always the case, I had fun catching bluegills; one really big and the rest tiny. Bass also took some small streamers with gusto, although none were of any size. A Crappie and a Rudd also took, eating a small soft hackle wet fly. Not caught on a fly was a fat bullfrog. I saw him dive and pulled him from the mud. Wind knots and lost flies aside, it was great.
Nice outing there.
ReplyDeleteIt's worth the lost flies.
Thanks, it rarely isn't.
DeleteThat's some frog.
ReplyDeleteThe first time I saw him was a few days ago and he had puffed himself up to the size of a grapefruit. I thought he was a cane toad.
DeleteOh, no -- not a cane toad ! Chet has been plagued by little white Cuban tree frogs climbing (and messing) on the telescopes. Coffee grounds didn't repel them for long, but a powdered snake repellant is keeping them at bay. Did you get the kayak video I sent? Gram
DeleteI wish I had that problem... I'll check for the video.
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