I fished most of the day Friday. Thank goodness I spent first half of day under a bridge. I’ve newly embraced the baldness and cut off the flopover few months ago. I learned a mesh hat offers zero protection.
I was sitting in a chair, working on tackle. Daughter walked by and said “Dad, you’ve got a tan line on your head.” It hadn’t hurt a bit.
I just say it’s a T for Tony, one of my alter egos.

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Not gonna quit wearing the mesh cap. Just gonna put a littie sunscreen on the noggin next time.

“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”