Wasn't sure what the weather would bring today and didn't feel much like a tussle with the boat on a day that could bring some wind - sooooo I elected to go early and sit on the bank across from the two rivers casino and sit there with the rest of the old farts throwing balls/wads of power bait, marshmallows and even marshmallows and a worm doused with some kind of exotic scent to entice a hungry rainbow, etc. Not the first time I've ever done this, in fact I've had the pleasure of bank fishing for 70 years this year - had a martini in June to celebrate the anniversary of catching my first trout - now where I be go'in with this story/report, one never knows what the day will bring, that of course is why we call it fishing. Got there a little before 8:00, B.S.'d a little with two guys that were already there and had a fresh one on the stringer. Shortly after I got there another guy showed
up that I've fished with there before - now here is where one begins to suspect that the fishing/river gods are upset with me about something - I sat there for the next five hours and watched all three of them get their limits, pack up, wish me good luck and go home - five hours without even a hit ??? Go figure that out. Being butt tired, bored and in a very poor disposition I decided one more try - I always try to remember persistence is omnipotent - tried mixing garlic and spring green powerbait topped with three marshmallows on one rod and a juicy1/2 worm also topped with marshmallows, tossed out in about 20-24'FOW and 24-30" leaders - thought about a hail Mary or two, but instead just stood patiently waiting for about 15 minutes - to make a long story shorter, I had my limit in the next hour, with one 20 incher - thanked the river gods, the volunteer net pen guys, packedup and headed home - persistence does payoff, sometime.
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