I have been fishing exactly three times in my life and this is one of them. But the boy’s friend invited us to a private hunt club on a beautiful spring day, so how could we say no?
Well, the directions to the grave in West Branch State Park in Ohio were not bad. We took the asphalt trail to the left, where Porter Road takes a sharp right, and we found the first trail on the right, but we did not find the stones marking the grave just into the woods about [...]
No, really, the constant drizzle was refreshing.
Our episode today pits 16 feet of picket fencing on a Ford Escort wagon against a pretty good wind storm. Escort wins.