I was fishing on the des plaines river and I pinned my kayak against a fallen tree to rig up. Out of the corner of my eye I see an unopened can of old style mixed in with various flotsom caught in the branches. I keep rigging. I keep looking over at the can. There's fish to catch I need to get...
Its getting warm in chicago and I'm losing the temp in the basement slowly so I'm doing a ten gallon batch of pale ale and a ten gallon batch of gumball clone.
Met this dog at a vets office 5 years ago. Her owner died and the family dumped her. She sat in front of me and stared at me just like this. I still can't resist her. :)
I had no idea how much volunteer time and effort was put into this until I saw for myself. I'm impressed and very grateful. The best thing I could do to show it was grab my grain and get out of the way.
Thanks!
I could have wrote the same OP. I replaced my hoses and bought a more accurate thermometer. No help. Turns out the carbon in my water filter was worn out and wasn't getting all the chlorine.