yakked the river Friday nite before the t-storms. got skunked.
some guys were livelining herring under Sprague Bridge, I didn't mark a fish on the yak-sonar until I got downriver a bit. and those fish laughed at me. the wind sucked. every spring seems like an aberationally windy year... it just plain sucks. even my wife hates it and she has no idea just what a bummer it is for me... well, she has some idea.
