>and using my home-made wading staff. (Thank God for it.) As I >gingerly stepped into the water while supporting the weight on my >right leg with the staff, I felt it snap! Not my leg, the staff. >Yep, and I fell headlong into the cold water. So much for home-made >wading staffs.
I tried to talk you into a FolStaff Jimmy...;^) >When he finally came near enough for me to cradle him, I just >realized that I'd caught the biggest brown of my life. Eighteen >inches! Not very large to you trout fishers out in Montana, Idaho, >Wyoming, etc., but one helluva giant to an old Texas boy like me! So...did he take my Copper John...?? keep tyin'...byard Byard Miller Line's End Inc <http://www.linesend.com> Virtual Flybox <http://www.virtualflybox.com>
