A Fish Story

Greetings one and all! Yesterday, my dad came over to our house to visit a while. He told me and Riley about a fishin' hole a few miles down the road from our house. He has been pumping leases for this guy, so the guy said he could fish in the pond. Riley, of course, was rip roarin' and ready to go. After gathering our gear me, Riley, and my dad loaded up and headed off. Within the first few minutes of fishing, we had all angled a fish. The one my dad caught was the only one big enough to keep.

A few minutes later I spotted two humongigantic bass! After a few failed attempts, I switch to a green lizard. Almost as soon as put it in the water, I caught the bigger of the two bass' eye. He moved closer and closer and then... BAM! Up swam a tiny perch who snatched up the lure. For a minute I thought I might catch two at the same, because the bass started trying to eat the perch. In the end the perch got away.

So then I again started trying to get 'im. After a few casts I finally got him to bite. I started really crankin' that reel. I got him up to the bank, and, but of course, the line snapped. He flopped up on dry land, so I thought I still had a chance. I grabbed and grabbed, but it was meaningless. He got away.

In the end I did end up catching a pretty good 4 1/2 pounder. I also, of course, caught the biggest and the most fish ;)