TRADING PACES

November 16th, 2009 by Dan Zambrano

With darkness settling in and a whole bunch more catfish anglers arriving on the scene, Sean and I decided to pack it in and head off to our next appointment. As long as we kept the duck muck off our shoes, no one at our next meeting would even have to know that we had been happily fly fishing just minutes earlier.

I love this addiction called urban fly fishin’

 

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4 comments on this post.

1. Ryan:

   December 7th, 2009 at 5:22 pm

   That’s alot of brids in the tree

2. Sean Fenner:

   December 11th, 2009 at 9:31 pm

   Bunch of Cormorants. Those thing drive me crazy. I actually caught one on a woolly bugger one time!

3. bath screens:

   April 7th, 2010 at 5:39 am

   Really like this post, thanks for writing.

4. Dan Z:

   April 7th, 2010 at 11:01 pm

   Thanks for the kind words. All the best and happy angling.

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