It was a decent day to do a little fishing. I had to be talked into it though, because it was only 60 degrees out and windy, and I'm of the opinion that anything cooler than 80 degrees is cold.
I was bored at first. I still didn't feel real great, it was cold, and I wasn't catching anything. Doesn't matter that no one else had caught anything yet...
Then Wood pulls out this bass.
And once I figured out that the boys had given me crappy bait, I made them put a rattletrap on mine and I caught this 20 pounder. Okay, so maybe more like 1.2 ounces but it's my fish story!
Then, I feel resistance on my line and I'm like, "Okay, this is either a decent fish or a whole lot of lakeweeds." No! I caught TWO on my line. As cool as it was, it'll never happen again.
Then Mason finally caught one.
So here's the score, and I am really going to keep track.