Here, fishie fishie
Expect light blogging (heh) for a bit. Also, expect cold fingers, windblown hair, and a sudden need to quickly see how things are over on the other side of the lake. And the other side again. And then the other side.
Nothing better than a fast new boat, even if it isn’t mine. Or maybe especially if it isn’t mine: that new-boat nervousness isn’t all that much fun.
Fishing in Oregon in January???
Phil is one tough hombre. Don’t mess with Phil.