I took my freshly-painted rowboat out several times last month.
Late October brought freshening winds, and the last time I went out I had to crab so severely into the wind to hold my course that I made very little headway.
To add insult to injury, the fish were moving to the far end of the lake, out of range of my trolling motor, and–unless I had a lot of time to spare–of my oars.
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