There are NO bad fishing days!
A bad day of fishing beats a good day at work…or so the old saw goes. What does that mean when your work is fishing? You decide. Take a look at this video and remember, this is March…in Montana and yet it’s sixty degrees out there and with no wind. We only caught one fish and it was small. Hard to feel bad about that though…especially after a hundred and eighty days of cabin fever, even if we did miss the bite.
The good news? The little guy, Johnny Carl, caught the fish. His dad handed him the rod to dig a bottle of water out of the cooler and that’s all it took.