Foghorn

Our road trips to pick asparagus resulted in poison ivy often,

I say I say boy now that's some chicken feet!

I was thinking relocating the bear with a 30-06.

Might need to relocate that bear!

Our previous trip to Montauk was the last day of the winter season. As we drove over the first bridge, you could see a big back hole sitting above the dam getting ready to do some dredging. We went to the campground hoping to find a brown trout or two and packed up within the first 30" as the water was clouding up. Figured we could get better water in the fly zone and instead found some quality fish behind the hatchery office . Pete is correct in his memory of how it used to be and how it is now.

Susie and I haven't wet a line in the last month or so with grandkids playing basketball, volleyball and and indoor street hockey on a regular basis. I suggested a quick trip to Montauk even though we don't like fishing the weekend . Weather forecast was great and the water levels were good so we made the roughly 100 mile each way trip. Lots of people fishing and the water a little green but not a big deal. We started in the campground and didn't see a lot of fish . It was overcast and the water a little green so that contributed to the lack of fish we assumed. The campground was full but a lot of the campers were in the process of packing up so we had some open stretches to fish. Nothing of any size in the park other than a couple 15-16" fish. The best fly for both of us was a tungsten bead eggstasy in "fire orange" and a bead head fox squirrel nymph. The last flood in March rearranged several holes of water especially the stretches above and below the electric hole and below the cable. Susie wasn't having a good as day as usual until we hit the hole below the cable and past the cabins. She had 5 fish in the 15-16" range in about a 30" stop. Totals for the day were 29 caught and released in 3 hours of fishing.

Used to stop the "local" train I worked as Conductor to hunt asparagus on the right of way. The dispatcher was an old high school buddy.

Grandkids had a chocolate lab that weighed in the neighborhood of 130 pounds. He passed away 2 years ago at 12.5 years old. Loved that dog. Youngest granddaughter found old Bishop after school lying on the front porch. Think she set and hugged him a couple hours not wanting to let him go.

Probably saw a tree down and that was his reaction!

Great day on the water and enjoyed the pictures!

Happy Birthday Pete. Hope you get a chance to wet a line!

Awesome Pat and Marty.

Tear them up, Pete. The missus had me doing yard work 😁.

Happy Birthday Pat! And on St. Patrick's day too.

RRSP used to carry it but not sure anymore. I spool it onto a smaller spool and use it for tippet.