WHITTINGTON, Ill.--For two nights, I went to bed looking at this right outside the window at the Flagship boatel at Rend Lake Resort..
So this morning before I left the revived gathering of Illinois outdoor writers and broadcasters, I had to climb over the rail and do something.
Oh, I succeeded.
It took about six casts and dabbling around the brush with a red worm and Mini-Mite, but I finally caught this decent bluegill. Yes, I had hoped to pop a good crappie, but a bluegill did just fine.
It was time.
Oh, it mattered to me--even with more serious matters to discuss and consider. (More on those later.)
Even so, I was satisfied enough to finish packing, then hit the road right on time at 7 a.m.
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