Yesterday, I was at the gym after my 9-5 and I was sitting on a machine thinking about colors of flies I could mix for redfish and sea trout. I then realized I was in downtown Boston, sitting on a workout machine, and thinking about what colors I should use and could switch up for different patterns. Then I had someone tap me on the shoulder and ask, "Hey man, are you done?" That is when I left and went home and concocted up a few patterns, but am I the only one who does these things? I don't think so, but I guess it just happens.
Flies on the brain, going insane. Where do you think about fishing?
-The Fly Fiend
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