I resigned myself to a panfish day when a few chunky clones decided that my crank might indeed be tasty... Hey they weren't big but I'm not complaining. Small fish are ok after the last couple of outings. A little slice of paradise when nothing else bites you know? Little bass and panfish all day would do just fine...when all of a sudden wham zing, the BFS drag began singing and the rod bent over. A nice fight later and I landed a 7.4 pound bucket mouth
Evidently all I had to do to get back in the fishing gods good graces was to eat a bit of humble pie, and post a confession on the SD fishing forum this morning. Go figure.
Tight lines all