When its HOT, nothing goes right
When I got up this morning I walked over and opened the door onto my back deck while the coffee was brewing. The sun hadn't come up yet and the air was already hot and heavy. As I sat out there drinking my coffee, I let my mind drift back to a time when the water temps where forty degrees less and the water level at Barren was at 528. I had a crappie hanging on the inside, setting a second, and my eye had caught a third rod with the line that was going in the wrong direction. What a wonderful mess. Then a bead of sweat rolled down my back. Today I would re-string all my rods with fluorescent line as I've convinced myself that its easier to see. At age 63 my hand eye coordination SUCKS at best. My partner told me I looked like I'd been trying to kill skeeters so I thought I'd give it a try and bought a big roll of Mr Crappie green line. I stored it in the garage for a day just like today so that all the rods would strung with the easy see line. Apparently its not all that easy to see as its a little after 3:00 and I still can't spot that spool. Its supposed to be hot for the next several days so wish me luck.
Everything is possible. The impossible just takes longer!