Hello everyone. Based on the banter in the Lounge this week, I thought it might be a good side topic for us who like to dip the lure for rest and relaxation. I have many enjoyable hours through the years, but will sadly admit I have never caught one big enough to put on the wall. Still I am a firm proponet of the saying.. "A bad day of fishing beats a good day at the office 100% of the time"
Here's one I kind of started in the lounge....
About 35 years ago I was fishing some freshish marshy areas south of Lake Charles, Louisiana and it was one of those days where you were nailing bass every third cast in the cuts. You know... those pre- cool front fall days that we fisherman kill for.
My friend who is the greatest fisherman I have ever know, and who was a actually a hired Bass Master tour in his youth knew the best places. Midway though the. day I casted and missed badly in the cattails which are always a hassle. After me and friend both let out a few expletives, he trolled over slowly, but in route a 2+ pound large mouth sprung out of the water. caught the spinner and was snagged. Sucker torpedoed out 4 feet out of the water. And incredible memory, that lives vividly with me.
After the kiss, I had to spring him for karma reasons.