So, I had Covid. I’m not sure how I contracted it. During my recent mini fishing trip, I ate alone except for one meal. I was seated at a bar for 30 minutes next to a woman who was turned away from me, speaking with a friend. I didn’t think anything of it because that’s
Author: Jo Tango
Around the Corner
Find me a cheap room in a New England town, where there’s coffee in the morning, a river a short drive away, and a pub nearby for my one hot meal of the day. For me, that’s happiness. When fellow blogger Jamie Carr pinged me to see if I would join him on a Harrison
Fishy Friends
At the last minute, Alex Bagdonas and I decided to meet up and fish. As you recall, Alex was one of the early blog writers, and he lives a quick walk from me, a few blocks away. Life has been very busy for us, and while we’ve kept in touch, getting stars to align to
‘Greasy’
Gosh, with flows up everywhere I was on the fence about fishing on Sunday. I mean, why get up early, check the flows, only to find out that I’m shut out? As luck would have it, I woke up naturally at 3:30 am (again) and vainly went through the USGS gauge readings in multiple states