Almost Pure

February...the month of purity, mud, pearls...new beginnings as I move next door to carp and smallies, 10 minutes further from Default and her trout.



Mr. Phil will be popping out shortly to let us know how much winter is left...and I still don't have a 3 wt yet...



No worries, I'm watching ebay and have several contingency plans waiting just in case. There's still plenty of time before I'll even have a chance to use a small stream rod, but it's hard not to feel anxious knowing it isn't leaning in the corner ready to go at a moments notice.

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