Three hours later (staying an extra -and illegal- hour) we were good to go home. Our Dad netted 3 Trout, we bagged 5 and The Playmaker's Sister landed a whopping 9. (Disclaimer: The three of us shared two rods, with The Playmaker's Sister always having one in her hand.) The picture is of the first Trout of the day we nailed.
As for The Playmaker?!? We promised him that if he is feeling better tomorrow morning, he can head down to the pond with us for some father-son-fishing.
Have a good night out there. Be healthy.

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