I recently lost my best friend/fishing buddy on Friday November 16, 20007. He was only 51 years old. He died in his sleep. Went to bed and never woke up. Just the Sunday before he was out fishing alone and caught a 40" muskie. I wish I could have seen the look on his face when that happened. To bad I couldn't make it that day to go along. It is going to be hard to go out now knowing that he won't be in the boat with me any more. Sure I can take others along but it won't be quite the same as it was. I know that time heals all wounds but for now it is just to soon to not think about it all the time. Thanks for just listening.
KEEP ON FISHING