My lunchtime fishing actually happened today. Jesse and I went to the pond for lunch and got in 40 minutes of fishing. The pond was recently stocked with trout, and has the usual assortment of 'gills, crappie, bass, walleye in it. The water was pretty clear and the sun cast its warming rays all over the surface.
And I discovered a new pattern. That pattern:
NEVER post that I'm going fishing with any expectation of success again!!! Every time I do that, I strike out miserably
I've done that twice, and twice I would have had better luck if I had stayed in our company parking lot. This time we could actually SEE trout - they just ignored, or ran from, our lures.
I HATE to end the year on such a lousy note. I may have to try it again tomorrow.
But I'll have NO expectations