I attended Whistler/Blackcomb back in 1992 when I was a junior in highschool. I had gone up with a bunch of buddies and an old girlfriend of mine, too bad I wasn't single then cause they were biting good the one eve I was out alone. I had one grab ahold of my plug and spit it out, I guess I should have been using bait and then maybe she would have swallowed it!!! Ended up breaking the relationship off when I got back, the old girlfriend heard I was fishing some closed waters!!!
keith

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It's time to put the red rubber nose away, clown seasons over.