Alec mentioning the June campsite reminded me that I was thinking today as I released a decent sized bluegill how a fish I'd have been tickled to catch
before this past June will no longer seem as nice to me. I took one bluegill on a bass popper today -- a nice broad-shouldered fish. But compared to the
brutes we caught at the outing, I'm afraid it just didn't measure up. Catching humongus 'gills like that was both a blessing and a curse!
Mike
Mike
