A semi-coherant collection of ramblings,misdealings, and Tom Foolery experienced in pursuit of Great Lakes Steelhead.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
When the levee breaks
I had all aspirations of hitting the river this morning but the shovels had a totally different plan for my time. When the snow comes off the roof it really comes off the roof. After an hour and a half of cutting ice and packed snow I managed to find the concrete. LOL!! And to think my wife thought I was heading up for a weekend of leisure.
Now where are my waders...