Humbled

I got kicked in the sack today, to use the parlance of our times. There is nothing like being humbled by the Missouri river. You think you know something about fishing and then the bad days get you. I tried every fly I had in my box, different runs, different depths, you name it. Nothing worked very well, but at least some of it worked a little. I wasn't the only one who had a bad day, it happens to everyone I guess, but I felt like I was the only one. I need a chance to redeem my self.