Presidents day weekend is usually something I look forward to every winter after the New Year. Its the first 3 day weekend universally observed and a great time to hit the un-crowded rivers. This was, however, not this case this time around. Its hard to sling bugs when the wind is blasting a constant 30 plus MPH. Why cant my calendar clear from life duties come days that are 50, sunny, and a slight breeze? You know what they say though? A bad day fishing is better than….. well, a good day doing just about anything else.