SECOND LEDGE

My worm hit just the right spot, just beyond the ledge. From there, it would slowly drift to the bottom, where the big daddy’s live. I felt it, a great day coming on. I had my lunch and spring water. The crawlers were large, lively, juicy, and almost good enough to eat. The sun was high and not a cloud in the sky. It was good times at Second Ledge. The best fishing hole in the universe.
Second ledge was of course, the best fishing hole in the universe. There were times when if I wanted to have a bit of lunch or take drink of water I’d literally have to pull my line in, especially when they were real hungry. The fishin’ was that good. I used to say, you could pull them in until your arms got tired and I wouldn’t have been lying. Pop showed me this place. I think I’ll stop writing this piece and go there now..bye !