Thread: Famine to Feast

In the last few trips I haven’t been able to catch enough to stink the grease. This trip started out the same way, 3 hrs and nothing but a couple of little bait stealers. Moved across the lake and made a cast between two cypress trees in the shade and the cork never stopped at the surface. For the next hour and a half and what was left of my crickets it was one after the other.

Then it started to be more than I wanted to clean, now I’m complaining in a good way. This was Thursday in Spring Bayou.


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