Tar and I arrive at Twin about 6:30 – canoe class going on, zero sign of fish, so off to Strubel; lots of fish jumpin’, but all about 3” rainbows. Oh well, lots of fun for target practice from 7-9:00; lose count on how many little farts succumb to #16 Rich’s Mink twisted or stripped. Fine, calm night. Prairie Creek is chocolate milk.
