Cabin fever has taken a firm hold, so I’ve started to do some fairly weird stuff.
First I cleaned my casting reels, which certainly is not weird in itself. But, apparently practicing my pitching and flipping off the front porch-in the snow-seemed a little strange. I can only gauge this by the reactions I noticed as some of my neighbors drove by.
And yes, this act of pure desperation might well be at least strange. But, I’ll bet that most anglers have made a few casts out their door, in their yard or down the hall.
Be honest, you know you have!