My uncle lives by a huge lake in South Carolina and we wanted to visit him.
He had incredible cars, from a brand new challenger to a 1966 Plymouth Barracuda that looked like new and had incredible handling.
He also had a neon that was built for racing and was incredibly high performance… and got 40 mpg on the side.
- Plymouth Neon
The lake was often used for fishing tournaments and the bass were incredibly wary.
The first morning I got up early and started fishing with a new Rapala lure that mimicked a perch On the third cast I had a bite. I set the hook quickly and fought the large fish to the shore I was not sure what it was until finally it came out of the water, a large channel catfish, the first I had ever caught!
I reached in and grabbed it. The channel weighed in at over two pounds and was 20 inches long!
I put him on a stringer and continued to fish. It wasn’t too long till I had another bite and a big fish on the line. This time it was a 15 inch bass and it weighed 1 pound one ounce. I let him go.
The next 3 days I caught nothing but my sister caught a 13 inch bass.
Walking along the shore I could see myriads of bass some larger then 20 inches but I could not induce them to bite. I saw a 30+ inch gar and hooked it in its mouth. It took a while for it to realize that it was hooked but then it swam away like a freight train and took the entire line off my reel eventually snapping my swivel and taking my new 9 dollar rapala lure with it speeding away into the deep.