Wednesday, March 7, 2012
So as I sit here tonight catching up on all the great reads you folks produce daily I came across a post from November Rains, ( check my reads list to the right of the screen if you wanna check it out.. and you should ) Brian, a very skilled pin fishermen from americas heartland managed to perpetrate the fraud of photographer for a pretty high caliber sporting publication, ( great job man ) now, being a typical man I decided I would compliment him, and possibly throw in a jab or two about lake run trout or beading.. when you buy a license in Oregon you actually have to sign an agreement that if you ever meet a steelhead alley boy or a New Yorker with a six weight and a steel addiction that you must instantly shout out.." lake run trout" and as they begin to froth whisper " beads.. really? "... flosser.. so I was gonna try and do my part and fulfill my stately obligation when after I hit the post button I was thrown to the ground by a sucker punch called a capchka? ( is that even right?) three tries... yea, I said three, first one was in Gaelic, im pretty sure the second one had a picture of a bird in it and the third one was Greek but luckily I was able to use a translater.. its getting pretty labor intensive for my small wester mind to work out googles "code" soooo... google, WTF?