November 7, 2011

The Lamest Fishing Report Poem You'll Read Today

Got up at 6:30 am yesterday.  28 degrees.
Fished for three or so hours.

Red Ram longjohns are good. 
One trout caught.  Lost three flies. 

No pictures.  No regrets.
True story.

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8 comments:

  1. AnonymousNovember 7, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    Sounds like a good day :)

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  2. Passinthru OutdoorsNovember 7, 2011 at 9:06 AM

    Lame poem is right, but still beats my day of clearing trees and moving brush from the recent storm...oh and still no power - 9 days now.

    Passinthru Outdoors Blog - Sharing the Passion

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  3. KiwiNovember 7, 2011 at 9:13 AM

    When you plagerized "my poem" about lame fishing you miscopied line #4 from my original poem. It should have said NO fish caught & lost 4 flies. I guess I like the way your poem came out better than mine.

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  4. e.m.b.November 7, 2011 at 10:15 AM

    I believe it.

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  5. SandersNovember 7, 2011 at 12:17 PM

    Not bad.

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  6. ClifNovember 7, 2011 at 7:35 PM

    You're right, that was lame...but my day isn't over yet.

    There is still time!

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  7. Gary ThompsonNovember 8, 2011 at 12:05 AM

    I need to find that river! Awesome!

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  8. Dub The ThoraxNovember 9, 2011 at 11:13 PM

    It's so hard to put together a fishing report post when there are no pictures. You nailed it though. Not much else can be said.

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