I Love A Good Wooly Bugger

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    I Fell In Love With A Wooly Bugger

    Sitting on the banks of little Pine Lagoon. The sun had drifted just below the horizon and the cool highland air began to descend on queue. I opened my fly box, and behold, a plump Wooly bugger staring right back at me! With chilling fingers and squinting eyes, I removed her...
    MichaelRob MichaelRob
    46-50, M
    3 Responses Sep 12, 2013
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