My sweetheart is a fair weather fisherman. Ruth likes to fish in shirtsleeves, not in a parka with the air temperature colder than even the water is in February and March. This week we had some 50 degree days with bluebird skies, so we took a few hours to go look for a feeder king. We found one in one of our favorite spots, and then went over to our cabin to open it up for the season.
Beautiful woman, beautiful fish. How lucky can a guy get?