Sometimes, you settle for "A Little Stinker"...as the case played out this week on "Fish Tuesday"... I thought that this was the day...the calm before the storm. Well, kind of. It was a day between storms. And when I started going up the beaten path (which I have frequent walker miles), the path got a little more slippery and a little muddier. But, I was convinced that this path WOULD lead me to a few fish, despite the high water and inconsistent water temps as of late. I walked about a mile before I saw the spot that I wanted to put a line in. There it was before me...the most beautiful, deep pool, which should have been full of fish. But, not a peep. No bug activity and no rising fish like you usually see in this particular pool. So, I decided to take my journey a little farther down the path. The coolness of the brisk air felt great. The birds were chirping and as I followed their path, I watched and listened. A few casts later, I had a fish bite, but it came off the fly. Maybe a little bit jerky on the set. No worries...we tried again and again...where was that fish? That "Little Stinker" wasn't going to get away from me! I didn't know if there would be much more opportunity out there...A few more casts and a few more steps down the bank...Fish On! Oh, it was not much of a pull...so I new it wasn't going to be any trophy...but, it was a fish! Out of all the 14" to 24" fish in the Provo River...this is what I came up with...Alas! "The Little Stinker"!!
The Lil' Stinker Farting Bear is a 12in. remote controlled farting bear & it's definitely a gas! Sit him on the couch and surprise guests from across the room by pushing the remote control. Cheeks light up in embarrassment after the GAStly deed!
NO...THAT'S NOT WHAT I CAME UP WITH...WRONG KIND OF STINKER!
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NO! THAT ISN'T "THE LITTLE STINKER" THAT I'M TALKING ABOUT EITHER!!! DEFINITELY NOT!
After two long hours, I had caught the fish of my dreams...I named him "Sparky" as he was about the only "spark" of fish activity that I saw all morning...