LaPorte landed a little one that ate a Gold/Black Basmaster Needle at Herring Covelate last year. It was the first week of November and we had some bass still there. I had my knife out and was going for the throat and LaPorte stopped me. The damm thing was too cute I guess. Just a little feller. We got the hook out ( barbless) and he got away clean. I could skinned him like the Woodchucks I used to shoot on the farm when I was a kid. Could had me a skin on the back of the house. Oh well, guess it's better this way.
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