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Soooo close!
Took my 5 year old son to the driving range this afternoon. It was pouring out, but we were under cover and what the heck, it's only water, right? After whacking a bunch, he notices worms squirming around in all the puddles and he has completely lost his interest in golf.
What to do? Hey buddy, let's grab up some ogf those worms and go fishing? "Great idea Dad". YES!! After grabbing about 50 worms, we head over to the local bluegill hole. I have caught a few decent bass there, as well as some 18" pickerel, but nothing huge, though I have seen a few good ones.
I have a worm on a bobber for him, and I am tossing a new Storm stickbait(NICE). About my 5th cast, in heavy mist, I get a hit and immediately hand him the rod. The rod doubles and the drag starts to sqeak. YIKES! Then it boils, HOLY ^&%()!! Has to be 6# easy. He is asking for help, but I just tell him to keep the rod up and keep reeling. He is doing great, and then the pig comes up and tries to tailwalk, but she is too fat to get out of the water! Right in front of us, about 3' from shore, is a patch of reeds. Sure enough, the bass heads right into them.
Without thinking, I am up to my knees and she is laying right in front of me. The plug is hanging out of her mouth and I those blood red hooks look nasty. I grab the leader(15# on 6# fireline) and inch her onto the reeds. I am just about to lip her when POP! The leader snaps! She is still laying there and I have both arms in up to my shoulders trying to corral her, alas, to no avail. Would have let her go anyway, but would have killed for the picture.
Go get 'em guys, and bring a kid.
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