The Mississippi smallmouth, that is.
Hesler and I spent a good part of the afternoon struggling to find the smallies. Then, toward dusk, we started throwing crankbaits near the sewer drain by the condos just downstream.
It was a winning recipe. We didn't land any lunkers, and I managed to lose two rattling lures, but the action was fast and furious.
Monday, June 9, 2008
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Lovely. Nice when those hungry smallies go on the rampage. For some world class smallmouth fishing check out
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