Let's
just dust off those rods that have been stored away for the winter
months for most of you. And bless your lucky stars that weather-wise,
Irish eyes were smiling down at you crazy fishermen. That morning,
not a drop of wind and 54 degrees to boot. Heck, on opening day,
I've seen every weather known to man...snow, rain and snow, 30 plus
gale winds, frozen bays, you name it. 54 degrees, spare me little
doggies.