Down in North Carolina in June, we were faced with the challenge of catching the old "grandfather bass" in my grandmother's pond. My sister's boyfriend had hooked him twice in the past but old boy broke the line. We set up a rod a little more prepared for this fish and within a few minutes of casting . . . there he was. Everyone was pretty happy to get a look at him. Thanks to Jordan for providing the perfect lure! we are also very lucky that we were not attacked by water moccasins / cottonmouths. For future reference: wading barefoot in a swampy pond in North Cackilacky is not that great of an idea if you aren't planning on dying young from snake bite :)
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