Camera-less Report

[Chris LeMessurier]

My guilt got the better of me as I couldn't stand it anymore...sitting behind the double-pane and staring at the beautiful weather. I threw the kayak on the Jeep and took-off for a couple hour solo trip.

I fished what I have dubbed the "Time Machine"...where the 70 degree water temps make it seem like July, even though its November. I killed the LM despite there being 3 or 4 glitter-paint stink boats fishing the same area. I had the impression they grew tired of me holding up 2 and 3 pound bass (10-12 total) almost rubbing it in their face. "How many you guys got?"..."Nothing?"..."Yeah, it must be a tough bite." You guys should think about getting a kayak...I think to myself as I repair my finesse worm from the most recent smack.