It was a Monday afternoon, March 26, 2012. Heading home from a weekend beach trip with my Wife and Son. I'd told my wife that I'd like to stop by the Eno and see what it's like so I could prepare myself for the M&G when April 7th came.
We get there for the first time and this is what it looked like on March 26, 2012. I dug out a fishing pole, tied on a white Road Runner and had a few select colors of skirts and grubs in my shirt pocket. I almost caught my first Eno River White Bass but apparently the flimsy fiberglass ultralight rod I brought didn't put in a good enough hook set. I couldn't stay long that day so it was time to go and people were starting to show up in the parking lot.
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We get there for the first time and this is what it looked like on March 26, 2012. I dug out a fishing pole, tied on a white Road Runner and had a few select colors of skirts and grubs in my shirt pocket. I almost caught my first Eno River White Bass but apparently the flimsy fiberglass ultralight rod I brought didn't put in a good enough hook set. I couldn't stay long that day so it was time to go and people were starting to show up in the parking lot.
