My grandfather and I had been trout fishing all morning and hadn't had a bite. So we decided to go see if the bass were biting. So we rigged up for bass fishing and headed over to goose island. When we got there there was a boat with three guys in it who were
in a bass tournament going on that day in our spot. So we waited for them to finish fishing our spot and they didn't even get a bite, but we decided to try it anyway. I cast out to this little rocky point and then all of a sudden the trolling motor quit working. So I set my pole down to see what happened. I had flipped the switch that turns off the motor. So I turned back on and grabbed my pole and began to reel it in and "wham" I had a hit like no other and it was on.
Meanwhile the three guys in the boat were watching me fight this fish. Twenty minutes later I got the fish in the boat, weighed it, showed it to the three guys in the boat, gave it a big fat kiss
and let the 4 1/2lbs small mouth go. The three guys and my grandpa just looked at me like I was stupid. I just smiled and said I'll get him next year when he's even bigger and the guys in
the boat all shook there heads in disgust and sped off.

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