Buckmaster Pond 5/6/12
It was supposed to be a nice day but it remained grey and windy for the several hours I was there. I'm really tiring of this pond. It's small, heavily fished and rarely fails to disappoint. Three hours on the water with one middling pickerel to show for it. By the time I cashed it in the shore was so lined with hopeful trout fisherman that I ran over a line trying to beach my yak. And the park is so overused by dogs that one must tread carefully to avoid the s*** bombs. There, I got it out of my system.