posted by Jason Barrett on Nov 20
Regular readers know I badly needed some river time, and when the gray, drippy olive weather looks to be setting in like a sack of wet cement, you don’t want to miss your shot at what could be acres of rising trout. What I’m going to say next won’t surprise any of my fishing buddies: only minutes after jamming my gear in the truck and leaving my house, the skies cleared and the sun appeared - an occurrence common enough that the local Undergrounders have developed an acronym for it: it’s a “NO
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