|photo by Max|
The sweet spot on the carping calendar is right now in these parts. A half decent break from the weather should result in good days. Maybe even great ones.
My man Max has sniffed out a very promising piece of carp-infested water, which we plan to explore extensively very soon. I think I owe him a beer or something.
I feel like some sort of corner has been turned around here. At the very least my wading boots never have time to dry completely these days, a sure sign that winter is over.