My Dad is an awesome bass fisherman. We fished Lake James last night at sunet. He landed a five pound bass as the sun sank over the horizon. Just when I think I know how to catch bass my Dad schools me on how to haul in a trophy with a simple texas rigged worm. Way to go Dad!
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Then there was the morning Dad caught three largemouth to my zero. Luckily those bream hit flies each day.
Thanks for your generous comments, just remember that we were "team Olson" and we did great as a team, although I nearly fumbled your bragging rights fish at the net. Thank goodness we got it!
Dad
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