Guess who won?
August 10, 2008
On July 31, 2008, at 0635 hours, I ruined the day of this bass. So… let’s see now, four pounds of lipped bass in left hand, slippery camera in right hand pointed backwards, pinky on shutter button, and bang-o! It looks like neither of us are particularly enjoying the moment. For my part I barked my shin wrestling him into the boat. For his part, he should have known better than to ingest a plastic worm! Maybe both parties are a little tetched in the head.
I had already been on the water since sunrise without seeing any sign of bass, except, of course, for the monsters feeding far out from shore. This one was apparently cruising for a shad breakfast under the branches of a large Weeping Willow at water’s edge between two boat docks, not a common occurrence on a hot July morning.
Dave, getting tired of being accused of forgetting how to catch bass.
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