10th of November
Phew, it’s been quite a slog over the last week as I wake up in Northern Arkansas, with a couple of days off to do a spot of trout fishing. Trish in Las Cruces snapped this picture of me outside the building in Old Mesilla where justice finally caught up with Billy the Kid.
Unfortunately no snaps of Texas ( as I was too busy driving!) but it was looking greener than I’d ever seen it after all the rain.
I had a couple of hours yesterday at the majestic White River in The Ozark Mountains. I caught a bunch of rainbow trout and one stonking brown trout as it was getting dark.
