It was a cloudy warm spring day In North Carolina. My wife and I were on our way to Lookout Shoals lake where our friends had recently bought a lot. We were invited to just relax and enjoy the beautifull flowering trees that were speckled on the hill side and reached over the lake.
"What did ya bring your fishin' stuff for," my friends wife had asked me in her wonderful Texas twang.
"You didn't think I would come to just lounge on the shore when there's some water I could be fishing…
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