Moxostoma duquesnei

A super spooky stretch of the spookiest fork of the spookiest river
Well it finally came to fruition. Never thought I’d get one in a 34 degree day in November, in the rain, and the cold, and the blustery gales of November cometh early. Thanks to billy for helping to piece together this whole perfect storm of superstitious rituals that’s finally birthed a fish I’ve been lusting over for the better part of half a decade.