Overnight, Spawn Sac Nets Icy Kegger
I’d never heard of spawn sacs before I moved to Vermont, but then again I hadn’t been fishing since I was a kid, either. Last night my (now deceased) best friend Cyrt (who also was not a fisherman, and would have celebrated a birthday next Friday) and I hooked on a couple salmon sacs, tossed them over the edge of the ice shelf still hanging halfway out into the Barton River, and hauled in a bright, shiny, untapped keg of Heineken! Score!
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