Got sick on my trip to Toronto.
Laid on the bank a lot.
Started good with a fish on my first pass down the run.
True story
It jumped 7 times by my count in what must have been 20 seconds or less.
Last one was a greyhound at me wrapping my tip.
By the time I cleared the tip it was gone.
Second pass hooked one long enough to get Lucky's attention and gone.
I still suck.
After that it was a blank for me.
But Lucky picked away and hit 4 landing 1 through the rest of the day.
Not nearly the fish as the week before but we had the run to ourselves most of the day.
Couple old guys below us got into maybe 8 or 10 and we saw fish rolling and jumping.
Enough going on to keep the intensity level up knowing the next swing could be the one.
All in all a good day other than this ebola or whatever I picked up.