Wasteland Kings

Tag: sonship

“Hit it, hit it” I feel heavy tension in my rod as I snap it up into the air. The fight begins as the fish starts pulling one way and the other with the intent of getting off my line. Again a smile spreads across my face as my entire world focuses down into just the battle in front of me. This is the third and final day of fishing on the Bighorn River in Montana. This day stands out…