If you do a search on T.F.M. for the word “crickets”, you would find at least one or two posts from each spring going back a number of years where my buddy Chris and I get our children together for an afternoon of bluegill fishing on his family’s pond. This pond is just chock full of fish and we typically go home with a small cooler with cookie cutter eating size bluegills.
Even though Hadley and Finn have expressed more and more interest in fly fishing lately, …………….
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