Papa roughfisher is in town from Hawaii and on the scene. Role reversal. Sonny boy packed the lunch, did the driving, and provided gear and tackle for pops. Twenty years gone.
Papa opted for tossing gear and kermits. Bass likey the frogs.
The roughfisher was still drawing blanks on the carps. Plenty of fish were spotted, but none were interested in the clam, a readhead, the worm, the midge, or the swimming nymph. Threw on one of Winona Fly Fishing's wonder bugs and settled for a scratch fish to raise the skunk.
Papa outfished the roughfisher 6 to 1. Just like old times.