I am a terrible fisherman that stunk up the joint. I have no clue what the Bass were doing or should have been doing. I did not know what to cast and did not know where to cast it. Basically, it was all my fault. This is why it is called FISHING and not CATCHING for if it was called CATCHING then EVERYBODY would be doing it.
It did not matter for I did get to spend a couple of days with my Best Friend on this planet (Wife Excluded). I have known Clebo for about 31 years now and they say if you travel thru this life and can die with 1 truly good/best friend then you accomplished more than most. Clebo and I will be buddies for life, that is as guaranteed as us getting SKUNKED this past Sunday at Dale. Looking forward to our 4 day trip beginnig March 16th at Ky Lake already.
Tight Lines