Just Smell That Fresh Air!
Oops! Didn't mean to lure you to an icy death! I know that piscatorial antifreeze of yours doesn't work once you've emerged from the waves. I found the photo above
while loooking for an image that perfectly captured Saint Will Cuppy's concept of "frost-fishing." This candid snapshot, immortalized on Google, was more perfect for the task than I ever could have hoped.
This is just my way of saying that after a few sunny, almost warmish days in the Motor City, THE WEATHER HAS CLOSED IN AGAIN and we are going to have to postpone some infiltration plans. My last Carp-spotting tour, undertaken on a sunny day not long ago, revealed not a tailfin or a barbel exposed in the runoff area. GOOD SHOW. Your instincts were right; the weather is NOT YET READY for the new hatchlings to come ashore and start seducing the recruits.
SOON, MY PRETTIES. SOON!
Labels: conspiracy, frost fishing, Michigan spring, Will Cuppy
2 Comments:
this year, it may be late May.
July, even.
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