Let me tell you about a bad day...
A year ago a number of us went up to Canada Walleye fishing just 26 hours away. At the 23 hour mark (on a pee stop) one of my fishing buddies shut the van door on my right hand breaking three of my fingers.. Knowing that we have went so far for this trip as I told everyone lets keep going as I will try to make the best of it. We got to our fishing area just outside the town of Pickle Lake when I broke out the gray tape and small sticks and began to fix-up my hand. It was hard fishing but it can be done. On the good side of this I did not have to clean one fish that I caught or had to wash the dishes on this trip.. My Fishing Buddies jumped in there and done my work for me...
One thing we all need to think about is that on those bad day's we can look back and SMILE and think WE GOT TO FISH!!!!!

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