It's been waaaay too long since i've wet a line. stupid life keeps getting in the way. Went out after work with Mike to Osprey Lake and I got skunked. Mike caught 1 smaller bass, but at least he got somethin. All I got was wet from falling in the damn lake. Luckily, the only thing hurt was my pride.
We decided to move to the honey hole where our chances were better. I was on the phone with Poppa Rob reeling in my senko and felt a slam. I set the hook and thought i was caught on some weeds. I kept yelling "please be a fish! please be a fish!"
nice ol 3lber
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