Got a call from The Young Jedi; man has been bustin a cap on some carp on the flats lately. One day in 2006 we bolted out of work early and went straight to the lake and I showed him the joys of lead core on a running line and he got his rod bent […]
You know where they don’t have Whataburger?
Freakin’ Russians, that’s what they got there.
That’s what I say.
Zach is a fashion beast. Oh, the fitover-style sunglasses are mine, to be sure– in case of polarization emergencies. The baseball hat as well. But only Zach can turn a borrowed hat and a spare t-shirt into serious flats stalking gear.
His fish was also sporting something from the Fall 2008 line: […]