no one quite like him :)
feast your eyes on dream lake ... pretty dreamy
fishing, something i grew up loving, something i do not love as much in the rockies or maybe its fly fishing. I can see the fish, its crazy the water is so clear I dangle my bait in their face but they just will not bite. The view is extraordinary to say the least but I can not catch anything for the life of me. Maybe its because I do not have the long Tennessee nightcrawlers on the end of my hook instead I have a tiny fly fishing lures. Maybe its because im not sitting on the edge of a dock on norris lake dangling my feet under the light with my little brother as he helps me take the fish off the hook.
Instead its was a new experience that my love happens to love so im always on board for trying something new. might not be the next fly fishing pro but i will keep on trying just to swing the monster cool pole and hang out with the one that makes my heart complete.
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we meet this little guy on the way to dream lake |
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