My phone chirped at me, and the message was a photo from James – showing a limit of crappie. For whatever reason, the photo is teeny tiny, but I still got the point:
Then, not much later? I get this picture.
OK, good lord. The fishing? It is good. Less than thirty minutes later, I get another jingle from my phone:
Now I’m just worried they’re gonna catch them all before I get there this weekend! Sheesh!