One of the craziest things to happen to me while fishing took place when fishing with a friend named Richie on a large pond. We were using plastic worms for largemouth bass.

Richie had a good fish hooked and he fought it for 45 seconds or so when the fish made a big splash and Richie's line went slack. He reeled in a bare hook. I immediately cast where the fish splashed and got a bite right away. I fought the fish for about 30 seconds, then my line went slack. I reeled my line in to find that my worm was still on my hook--along with Richie's worm!

I rarely tell the story anymore because everyone thinks it's just a typical load of bull that fishermen tell.