Hit the Donegal early this morning. The water was up and off color. Started fishing around 5:30 a.m. using a bead head nymph, but switched to a bead head green weenie, because of visibility. Worked through a couple of holes at the lower end of the fly fishing section and didn't move a fish. Moved up a little and picked up a rock bass. Moved to the next hole and picked up a nice brown which appeared to be wild. It put up a nice fight and saved the "skunk." Tried to get a picture, but while I was fumbling with my camera bag he was able to liberate himself. Final score: fish bites 2, mosquito bites 10.
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Is Pope Floundertine losing his touch?!?!
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