Went to TGP this morning to wet a line. Didn't expect to catch anything, and wasn't surprised. That wasn't what ruined my morning.
It wasn't the trash I packed out.
It wasn't the crowd of unmasked people. (at least they didn't crowd up)
It wasn't the crappy north wind.
It was stupidity. My own.
Apparently when I packed the car Friday after fishing, I managed to destroy my favorite rod. Broke over a foot off the end of it. STUPID ME. Then to top all that off....walking down the bank to the first spot I wanted to try I fell on my butt. Scraped up my leg and arm, but nothing broken thankfully. Then my boss decides to text me about work tomorrow......
Stupidity cost me a rod and some skin. What a horrible morning, but it could have been worse...at least I wasn't at work!