I've been fishing, maybe a dozen times in my life. Maybe. There are a couple things I remember about those widely separated
experiences. One - you have to have the proper equipment. Two - you have to have the proper bait. Three - you have to have the proper amount of patience.
If you don't have those three minimally, you won't be much of a success fishing.
Friday, June 2, 2017
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Day 120 Dangerous Living
I recently returned from Minneapolis. C and I have been on the road a lot lately and it has been for the most part absolutely wonderful.
When last I wrote I talked about flying being a rather uncivilized method of transportation. The security line was long, but C and I got through fairly quickly as I had the use of a wheelchair. I'm back to not walking, the Charcot foot appears to be making itself known in my right foot now.
When last I wrote I talked about flying being a rather uncivilized method of transportation. The security line was long, but C and I got through fairly quickly as I had the use of a wheelchair. I'm back to not walking, the Charcot foot appears to be making itself known in my right foot now.
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