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I decided that staying home doing housework in preparation to move (I have until August 1st, so it's really not imperative that I do it today) wasn't something I wanted to do, and that I was going through steelhead withdrawl and needed to rectify the situation. Being short on gas funds has kept me home, but I've been busy tying jigs, so it hasn't been a total waste. So I headed out to test my jigs, and didn't have any expectations, i just wanted to be on the water. No gas funds means I stole a bike from my neighbor and hit up the bike path (I left a note about the bike, and returned it). I won't be hitting up the west bank bike path through Eugene anytime soon as it was the shadiest fishing trip of my life. We're talking crazy guy strung out on god knows what, probably meth, accusing me of stealing his fishing rod, YEAH. Then I rode my little bike right into a bum camp, and most bums are generally okay, but these guys, not friendly...i got out of that situation quickly. HOWEVER...I hooked up three times. So it was worth all the shady happenings. Sorta. Except that i didn't get any to the bank. I was just stoked though that I hooked up three times, on three different jigs I made myself. So even though I had the cracked out guy try to convince me that my rod was actually his, and i didn't bring anything home for the grill, i made contact with my own creations...thereby making it a successfull day
Thank god I get paid friday and will be back on the Mac.
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Thank god I get paid friday and will be back on the Mac.