one of those days
Started out late s I forgot my backpack. Wanted to start at the south side of the trestle, but was paranoid as a few folks have had issues in the lot, one guy getting his windshield wipers stolen twice. Then I walked in and left one of the middle sections of my pole in the car. Walked back out and decided I was not going to make the walk again. Left and went up to the Church. There were a few there, but I got spot I would consider decent at best. Three times in the first hour and a half I break off the leader waaaaay up by the fly line, once right at the flyline. Now I have 20# amnesia for the butt where it broke all three times. No pre tied leaders for me so I hand tie the whole leader on site. After the third time I give up and stomp off. Not going to deal with it today. It did not help that I only saw one foul hooked fish the two hours I was there. I am ready for perch through the ice.
The gods do not deduct from man's allotted span the hours spent in fishing. ~Babylonian Proverb