Was fishing Butla Sunday and it was kinda freaky having gunshots going off around you randomly. Nothing against it just made me jump. Wasn't expecting it!Saw a few ducks flying. Talking about mosquitos. Somebody siphoned all the gas out of my truck while it was parked up past the restroom at Dubb Patton. Didn't pay any attention cause I knew I had over half a tank. Loaded the boat just before dark,got ready to leave, got as far as the RC flying club gates and ran out of gas!!!The skitters were so loud outside my truck it was unreal. Needless to say I was under trees and clouds so my cell wouldn't call out. I had to walk out into the field to make a call.When my son got there he had his lights shining on my truck and as I was pouring gas I was in a cloud of them bloodsuckers. Couldn't even imagine camping down there! So far so good!!


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OLD GEEZER FISHERMEN NEVER DIE, THEY JUST SMELL THAT WAY!!
















