I Had Other Things To Do.
Today held little promise as a fishing day for me. Why? Syracuse was playing at noon today and the game would last the entire time that I saw hatching bugs yesterday. I've been away for a week and the lawn has to be mowed. Needed to clean out the accumulation of empty boxes and other detritus that has accumulated in the garage over the summer by making a dump run, and with October 1st just around the corner, I needed to pay a visit to Marino's and get my archery tag. With a light mist falling I took care of the dump trip and the archery license before the game. Thankfully it was dry enough, post game, to get the yard mowed. At five o'clock I was ready to go fishing. Stopped at Junction Pool, (if you're wondering, sometime I capitalize things and sometimes I don't, there's no rhyme or reason to it, if Mrs. Haskins isn't looking, it's fun to make up your own rules), two fisherpersons were leaving and the one just walking out of the river said he hadn'