Throwback Thursday, the weekly game of catch and release and catch again. No permit required. Lake Clagus wraps around Our Little Slice. Two Rivers, Lake Aero, Riverside Lakes, Curtis Acres, Mallard Landing, Valley Shores, West Shores, water water everywhere! But it is Clagus that is the jewel in the crown. Privately owned, pristine, a couple hundred acres of park setting right across the street. A couple of the older neighbors have fishing rights, Roxi’s Blessing as we call it. I’m being a good boy and citizen hoping my name eventually ends up on her plus side.
The Lake Fork River was a moment from my boyhood home. Hours over days, months, and years spent fishing, swimming, canoeing, cavorting, and gallivanting on and around the water. Joined the US Navy, crossing oceans and threshold to manhood. Moved to the Gulf Coast, a quarter century following ebbs and flows. Omaha, Lake Zorinsky my dojo.
Clagus now lapping gently, calling me, promises of bass, black, striped and white; old catfish the size of Jedediah; crappie perfectly pan size; tantalizing trout; and my favorite Willie’s Walleye.
Good job by Logan Watley getting things really rolling for our USATF Cross Country Championships. Saturday, November 14th, 9:00 a.m. Pioneer’s Park in Lincoln. Open and Masters, LDR specific, shows maturity and strength of the program. And Logan. Thanks fella.
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