Look Mom, a fish necklace!
Ryder and I decided to give the Quail a rest and harass the trout today. We started at Hamilton Branch where it enters the lake but we couldn't buy a fish. After Ryder ate both of our snacks we decided climb out of that hole and go upstream to Deadman's hole, which payed off with two limits of rainbows. Ryder's mom called just after we landed the first fish and he was laughing so hard trying to pickup a flopping fish in the grass that he couldn't have a coherent conversation. We had four of them for dinner, along with taters, string beans and bread. Life is tough at Pop's cabin.
Look at the bend in that rod.
Looks like dinner to me.
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