You fish rises by the intake.
You fish rises out in open water.
You fish rises around the lovesick grebes.
You fish rises until the sun goes down.
You fish rises until Jupiter comes out.
They're all bluegills. Not a trout to be found. The gills are out early this year.
Don't want to be a trout snob. But you tie up a handful of Rocky Ford flies.
Time for a road trip.
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