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By Parker Heinlein
Outdoors Columnist 

There Was Plenty Of Action On the Water


Barb and I spent the morning at the lake catching up on chores. It was too windy to fish. By early afternoon, however, the wind began to lay.

“Let’s go fishing,” Barb said.

I was in the boat at the dock rigging a couple of rods watching her walk down the hill with an insulated bag of food and drinks when I noticed an ominous bank of clouds approaching.

“Let’s wait this out,” I suggested, and we headed up the hill back to the house. By the time we got there big drops of rain had begun to fall.

We stood inside at the windows and watched the storm build. A light rain at first, it q...

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