I was 12 fishing the WI River for smallmouth, had a fish come out of nowhere and slam the fat rap I was fishing. There wasn't even time for a hookset, just the instant bend of the rod, and then nothing.
That got me started, and it was almost 6 years before I would actually catch one.
The first fish I landed was on Cass, she ate a Ghosttail burned over the tops of a cabbage bed adjacent to a little saddle. I can picture that very moment like it was yesterday, and I've caught a fish on that same spot many times since the first.
Pretty sure it was junkie that introduced me to a particular jerkbait that boated me my first 50" on Cass, too. Not only my first 50" but my biggest Cass fish, and one of the fattest fish I've ever caught.
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