Actually, it wasn’t Santa, but my fiancee, Christen. You know you’ve got the right girl when she spends her hard-earned coin on a new AFTCO flying gaff for you for Christmas. So here I sit, Christmas morning in my jammies admiring this new addition to the ever-growing arsenal.
I don’t expect anyone will read this today, but I was so excited, I had to share. On a side note, it’s 60 degrees in Jersey this morning. Do I sneak out to the trout stream for a few hours before Christmas dinner? Or would that just be wrong? I can’t decide, and that, my friends is my problem. I imagine normal people wouldn’t dream of fishing today.

Merry Christmas!