well squirrel season ends on feb. 28th,and i have tied enough flies to choke every fish in Chicot lake.
this weather is killing me,my days off and the weather are not in harmony,i find myself wishing for the dog days of summer.
you know when you have the lake to your self(the to hot to fish syndrome). but them ole chinks are there deep where it is cool and quiet,all you have to do is roll that #8 scud out to em and let it drop through that black water,short strips and thump,it's on.
i can smell that hot duck grass,and here them ole bull frogs,as a little thunder bumper rolls in ,man it is quite back here.i had better shut up,excuse me while i go cry.



gators are ugly