The weather is cold and rainy. I still try to get to Yellowwood when I can. The water is muddy and cold. It leaves me numb from the waist down and chilled to the core, but I am seeing March fly by. It was in March one year ago that I caught my lunker bass. One more look, for old time's sake.
I want to see if lightning will strike twice. Not so far. On this trip I catch one shivering bluegill.
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