I sat down with the intention of doing a nice little write up about bugs and carp and all kinds of stuff about fishing this time of year and deep down in my brain a little voice said…
“Don’t do it man, nobody really gives a shit. You don’t really give a shit. Get off your ass and go for a walk. Hell man, go stare at a spot on the wall, it will be time better spent.”
I always listen to the little voice in my head.
There are bugs, billions of bugs on the river and carp feeding on them.
Lots of both.
The bugs I can deal with.
I hate carp.
They’re in the way.
By the end of the month both will start to disappear.
September can’t come soon enough.