BACON FOR NATE

YOU WAKE UP TO THE SMELL OF APPLE MUFFINS IN THE OVEN AND THE SOUND OF RAIN DROPS ON THE ROOF. A WHILE LATER YOU FIND YOURSELF WALKING THE ANGLERS PATH ON THE L.T., COLD RAIN YOUR CONSTANT COMPANION. A BEAUTIFUL FALL BROWN TROUT ON THE END OF THE BUSTED SCOTT ROD AND NO NET IN SIGHT. RYAN, SHIT, STAY IN CONTROL, HEY RYAN, SHIT, OH WELL, FISH LANDED AND DIGITAL PROOF TO BOOT. WHAT A WEEK ITS BEEN!