TR: A Swede at Penns, part two

Sorry Frank, but I just got to spill the beans on ya =)
The last day of the clave only me, Frank, Mike S, Mike M and Bruce was still
there. So me and Frank goes down to Weikert to fish another day with the
Green Drake. Up at the topmost pool that I fished the day earlier with Tim,
Frank, Mike S, Mike M and Bruce I was watching Frank wading back towards the
shore when he suddenly fell face forward into the water catching himself
with his arms on the bottom. I guess this would have been a half Reid by the
notorious Mr Reid himself, and this right in front of my eyes. God, I wish I
had had my camera. I might have been able to finance the next trip with the
money from those pictures.
Anyway Frank, since Reid's luck is such that bad luck is followed by good
luck buy yourself a lottery ticket.
I mean, broken down car, shredded tent, bitten through cooler and punctured
waders. After that you're bound to win on the lottery.

Okay, sounds like a Salmi urban legend. No pictures? Didn't happen,
nope, Nein, Nine!
It was great fishing with you. I hope we get another chance to wet a
fly on your home waters.
--
Frank Reid
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