Lake Austin, a scenic, idyllic, slightly off-center lake, runs through town. Perfect for a fall afternoon. By the end of the outing, though, it’s hard to tell, it is fall, right?
Cherchez les piossons
It’s not much of a fish. Only about six inches long, maybe. Caught him on a motor oil chartreuse curly tail worm. Off a beach. He was more playing with the bait, rather than really trying to eat it.
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But my highly esteemed fishing buddy did pull in a decent five or six pounder. You know, follow my advice, and there’s the fish.
Laeti edimus qui nos subigant!
