there i was, absolutely flabbergasted.

the fish that took the popper, was hardly larger than the
popper... a wee tiny bluegill not more than one and a half inches
long smacked the murray blue shenandoah popper with all the
mustered ferocity it could manage. it was the finest, deepest
hearty laugh that wayne and i shared upon the james this past friday.

fishin', it is good for the soul....

wally