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"Fishin' With Grandpa"

Sep 10
1 min read

I can't begin to tell y'all how many hundred of hours I spent fishing with my paternal grandfather. We fished for trout in the mountains near Chama, New Mexico. Closer to home, we fished Buffalo Lake and Lake Meredith. We always had a contest to see who caught the biggest fish, and after a long day of fishing, as we cleaned them, my grandad would always claim the biggest one. He was usually right, but not always. Bare feet and cane poles---it doesn't get any better! 



 
 
 

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