Barry Loos
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Saturday morning was beautiful. It was just light enough to run without lights, there was just enough of a breeze to put a slight ripple on the water, and the water color and temperature was perfect.
After a short one mile run from the ramp I shut the engine down and then slipped the trolling motor into the water. I was using a Pop-R and my partner (Momma Bear) was using a spinnerbait. On her second cast she said a bass hit short on the lure and she might put on a trailer hook. Just then a bass splashed at my third cast but missed the bait. I quickly threw back to the same area and this time he got it. My fourth cast had landed a beautiful little two pounder. While I was lipping him I reached over to take the hook out and he jumped and drove the lure
After a short one mile run from the ramp I shut the engine down and then slipped the trolling motor into the water. I was using a Pop-R and my partner (Momma Bear) was using a spinnerbait. On her second cast she said a bass hit short on the lure and she might put on a trailer hook. Just then a bass splashed at my third cast but missed the bait. I quickly threw back to the same area and this time he got it. My fourth cast had landed a beautiful little two pounder. While I was lipping him I reached over to take the hook out and he jumped and drove the lure