I used to be attempting a relatively beautiful wanting color of a tough lure which may be very new to me (picture above), the BlueBlue Scarnash 120F (120mm, 18g), and I knew that I shouldn’t have actually been casting it fairly the place I used to be. I held my rod tip up and reeled as slowly because the speeding waves would enable me to, and to be honest I bought away with it for some time – till I went and snagged it up good and correct. I attempted each trick within the ebook to launch the lure however I ended up having to interrupt off. Actually as my braid went ping I heard Mark shout from across the nook, and I do know his “fish on” yelp! I gingerly rushed alongside the very slippery rock I used to be on, waded a bit, then ran again to my bag, dumped my rod (with no lure now on the tip), grabbed my digicam and managed to nail just a few photographs of Mark’s bass coming ashore. He didn’t must say how a lot that one single bass meant to him as a result of I knew.
