This last weekend I was invited by my coworker, James Brown, to go collect smelt. I will admit, I was quite hesitant at first since I would not consider myself a fisherman and I’m really not that thrilled about the idea of touching fish. This apprehension was only increased by others telling me about the smell of smelt. But, in the end, I folded as it is apparently something I must experience while in Mobridge.
So, Saturday night, at about 11 p.…
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