Go Early. Stay Late.

Go Early. Stay Late.

Go Early. Stay Late.

Head out there before the sun gets too high. The fish cannot squint. The don’t have eyelids. So take advantage of those periods when the sun is not terribly offensive.

Although the fishing this past week was littered with a very good bite in the mid day period as well.

So, dawn til dusk man.

Some, like most of us, choose one or the other.

Nothing better than watching the sun dip behind the hills. The end of the day is a spiritual moment.

Sometimes spiked with a hit of Irish Whiskey.

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