Chub. Zhor night and day.

He traveled along the upper Oka in search of a normal chub, but it turned out that somewhere it was not possible to drive, somewhere there was water of coffee with milk. At the end of the day nailed on an unfamiliar roll. And from the first postings bites and fish. At night, among the “mighty” little things, one worthy pecked. The next day the weather changed a little: it was freshened and the wind blew. The chub continued to peck. Again, I got one good copy.


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