kenny bloggins

This summer, fishing for catfish across the train tressel at the
pipeline. Everytime you threw your line out you'd reel in a blue cat
almost immeaditely. Weird, first time I ever saw so many crabs this
far upstream on the James. They worked their way above the fall line
even. 14th st bridge marks the start of tidal James, something also
new I learned this summer. So many bikes buried in the mud banks of
the James at low tide, thrown off the 14th st bridge for whatever
reason.