I just finished typing a long description of my weekend and the MORONS in the other boats that all but ruined my Sunday. I clicked post and I was logged out
It's all gone! It was a long post and I had to handle several phone calls as well (damn work). So, here is the synopsis without the MORON stories. Papa "Grumman" came down from Peachland to try his hand at the Fraser Salmon stuff. Off we went in my boat
to Peg Leg (thought I would take him to the Zoo). We anchored in the channel and did well ( a little spotty). He gets to go home with his 4 Sox for Mama "Grumman"
Biggest fish he's caught in his 78 years. He's just tickled pink and wants to do it again.
I don't know if you can see
all the water behind Papa "Grumman", but the MORONS in the other boats couldn't figure out that they didn't have to crowd. We lasted and they didn't
Life can be made misserable for MORONS.