Thursday, January 10, 2008

Chilly Fish

by Ryan Prior

"You know if there's ski tracks around here?"

"No, but somebody came from over that way earlier today."

"Thanks. Catch anything?"

"Not in the last couple hours. With this snow cover, it's hard for 'em to find the lure unless it's real bright out."

I glide smoothly across the expanse, floating above the chilly fish.

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