This is my pond on Saturday night at sunset. You see how close to the neighborhood it is. On the other side is a farm still. And I do know, at this point, that yes, Virginia, there ARE fish in this pond and I can catch them. Any of you who have been keeping up with my fish count to the left there have noticed a spike of late. That's due to some trips to the pond and many many Bluegill and some nice Bass being caught. It's a very comforting thing to have a place so close to go fish and relax. Last night I caught 18 of one sort or another. Liz came with me, sat in a camp chair and read her book while I was fishing. That was cool. I had to make sure I didn't back-cast her in the face as I was fly fishing. I notice, too, that the fly fisherman here does pretty well compared to a few others I see around the pond. It's the magic of my Irish fly I've been using - a wet fly I bought in Oughterard, Co. Galway when I was there. The wee fly has done me well. I forget the name of it, though, so I'll either have to figure out how to tie one meself or get hold of some more over there somehow. We shall see. OK, that's it for our fishing update for the month. Surely I can work some Trout fishing in somehow, don't you think?
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July 09, 2007
> 1:08 AM
