I ended up not fishing Saturday anyway and only a few hours Sunday afternoon due to this darn cold that is hounding me. I wanted to call you - sorry, but I keep partially losing my voice and coughing my darn head off.
I'd be in bed by now, but I keep coughing and waking up my wife too. Darnit.
I shouldn't have drove over Sunday either. It just made me more tuckered out.
This weekend should be interesting...
I'll talk to you as soon as I'm able to for more than two minutes without croaking.