Scott took his day off today ( be sure to praise him for this, because he mostly works his off days) and we ate breakfast at our favorite biscuit place where everyone is welcome, especially old men wearing leather chaps and riding their Harleys. After a fabulous biscuit, we headed out to a fishing hole in Bartow County. We knew we were in the right spot when we saw a pickup truck with Confederate stars-and-bars mounted on the front bumper and a state fair-looking guy wearing a Kid Rock concert t-shirt carrying a fishing pole.
We got skunked, but the day was incredible. No bugs, no kids, no fish - but the creek was crystal clear and I got to wear my waders.
We got skunked, but the day was incredible. No bugs, no kids, no fish - but the creek was crystal clear and I got to wear my waders.
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