Andrew,
I looked when I got home and noticed that instead of my usual High Karate, the wife slipped in some new "Striper-B-Gone" aftershave. I'm not a seasoned Striper angler, but that's probably a bad thing aint it?
Ah well...had a great time and learned a ton, which is more valuable in the long run than nailing a big stripe. (Just not quite as loud and viscous. lol) Thanks for the tour. I would have been back Saturday night if not for my travels.
-Splitshot
PS. I lost 37 pounds climbing that mother-lovin hill at Jamestown to get the truck. A couple more trips and the fat boy here might hit his ideal weight. I was like Rocky at the top of the stairs in Philly when I made it to the truck.
PPS. Frickin Walleye.
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