First Real Bass!
Just took a trip out to a private campground by the stillauamish. Got some nibbles from trout out there, but the real fishing was in the peat lake nearby. Went out, caught some small bass on a perch-colored spinner. Finally, me and my girlfriend decide to head in. As we row to the bank, she stops in front of a tree, which was overhanging the bank. She tells me to cast under the tree a few times. I tied on a black-on-black blue fox, slide on a Berkley "gulp" worm, and let 'er rip. The lure bounced off the tree's trunk and dropped in. As I reeled in, I noticed all kinds of Texas-rig weights and such tangled in the tree's foliage. Suddenly, I felt something much like a snag. I jerked up once, and felt something on the other end jerk back a few times in response! Fighting the fish back to the boat, I damned the men who left their gear in the tree branches. Finally, with many other mens' lures attached to my line, I haul in the giant(by western washington standards) bass. She must've weighed 4 pounds! (All you cali/fla bass guys are giggling) Anyways, my 10 lb stren easycast broke just then, and she flopped into the boat. I got the lure out, and set her free. I knew she would've tasted like a presto-log anyways. [img]graemlins/berry.gif[/img]
That was great.
Oh, by the way, I did end up catching a trout. My first ever, in fact. It was a sea-run cutthroat, while humpy-fishing the coast later on.
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