“I kept dead-drifting and slowly jigging my root-beer bugger through the chocolate milk-covered water, hoping for a strike.”
—George Daniel of Lock Haven, PA, gold medal winner in the 2009 United States Fly Fishing Championship, as quoted by Mark Nale in his “Naturally Speaking” column, The Daily Herald, Nov 7, 2009
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Now that’s a mouthful!
Oooh, what a sentence, I love it!
Yes, I’ve never been so tempted to take up fly fishing before. Who knew it had such a colorful vocabulary?