Went fishing last night with my wife we had a great time, we did not catch any fish, the bugs ate us alive, I fell in the water while pissing on a Rattlesnake. Then we ran into Zack at the lowest pool on our way out, and his German Sheppard bit me. I wont be going back…
Seriously we did see more trash than we could carry out, we filled a small backpack. It was worse the closer we got to the road, (figures!)

To SB born, your point was well taken.

Matt W

Fifth Generation Santa Barbarian planning on fishing with his six-generation son and daughter