This is the chick that I took fishin many, many years ago. Now you see why I call her the "Fair Maiden". She really liked Opening Day, but I preferred to take her night fishin.
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I could never get my girlfriend to go fishing with me. How in the world did the Chief get a hot looking babe like that to go fishing with him?
I'm not getting the you not likin' hippies thing. If you were along the same lines as the Fair Maiden, you was one! Man, times have changed from the 60's! In all seriousness, you are a lucky man, as Wade said, "Nice catch!"
I use to have one of those "peace t-shirts" back in the late sixties. I think I may even have worn it to Woodstock but I really don't remember. Spent the night sleeping in a ditch on the side of the New York State Thruway.
Don't eat the brown acid, man :^)
Little did the Chief know at the time that she would eventually become the Fair Maiden of DePuy's Spring Creek.
That's a great timeless shot. I'm green with envy.
The best thing about that hippy chick was 'what' she carried in that wicker contraption when we went fishin...a blanket, cheese and crackers and a fine wine...Boone's Farm. She hasn't changed much over the years except for her choice of wine.
Chief, I think that you may have picked up the Fair Maiden's fondness for food and drink over the years. Every time I've fished with you, there's never any lack of either.
I once spent the night too alongside I-95, or some other big ass highway just outside the Big Apple. I'll tell that tale some other time. I had a fairly scary ride from NYC to Boyertown the next day.
This is the chick that I took fishin many, many years ago. Now you see why I call her the "Fair Maiden". She really liked Opening Day, but I preferred to take her night fishin.
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I could never get my girlfriend to go fishing with me. How in the world did the Chief get a hot looking babe like that to go fishing with him?
Nice catch!
I'm not getting the you not likin' hippies thing. If you were along the same lines as the Fair Maiden, you was one! Man, times have changed from the 60's! In all seriousness, you are a lucky man, as Wade said, "Nice catch!"
I use to have one of those "peace t-shirts" back in the late sixties. I think I may even have worn it to Woodstock but I really don't remember. Spent the night sleeping in a ditch on the side of the New York State Thruway.
Don't eat the brown acid, man :^)
Little did the Chief know at the time that she would eventually become the Fair Maiden of DePuy's Spring Creek.
That's a great timeless shot. I'm green with envy.
The best thing about that hippy chick was 'what' she carried in that wicker contraption when we went fishin...a blanket, cheese and crackers and a fine wine...Boone's Farm. She hasn't changed much over the years except for her choice of wine.
Chief,
I think that you may have picked up the Fair Maiden's fondness for food and drink over the years. Every time I've fished with you, there's never any lack of either.
I once spent the night too alongside I-95, or some other big ass highway just outside the Big Apple. I'll tell that tale some other time. I had a fairly scary ride from NYC to Boyertown the next day.
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