Me and pop hit a farm pond last weekend. Didn't wear em out, but had a blast. Loved every minute of it.
If the good lord made anything better than beer or tail he kept it for hisself, and if you combine the two, they will take you where a log chain won't drag you! Cmon!!
Looks like a blast. My Dad passed in 89 but I still remember every little fishing trip we made. He had a 2nd cousin in east Georgia that had several connected farm ponds surrounded by pines. About 60 acres total. We would wear them shellcrackers out there, those crackers got up to 2 pounds and dang they fought
When I die I don't wanna go quietly in the night ...
I wanna slide in sideways kickin and screamin!
Life is good, soak it up while you can