Wondering about a Fishing Story.

I suppose that every one who has ever tried to catch fish has some stories to tell.  Whether it was the one that got away, or the one mounted on the wall, or the lunker that you ate.  I got lot's of stories but I think, to save all of you from reading all my many exploits in the sport of fishing, I am just going to tell you about the big bass that thought he got away.  Now, this is true story with no embellishments added.  I couldn't make up a story like this.

Back many years ago when I lived in Pennsylvania, a family that were friends of mine, went camping at Kinzua Dam and lake at a boat only access camping spot.  There they pulled a canoe behind their motor-boat and set up a huge tent and made a comfortable camp to fish from.  I was very happy and felt privileged that they invited me to go with them.  One day, I took the canoe and went out fishing around the bend.  Boom, I got a fantastic hit from a big bass.  I was using ultra light gear so had a real fight on my hands.  I thought that I was winning the battle when all of a sudden the line became taut.  What the??  I kept it tight and pulled the canoe toward where the line went.  I went very, very easy so as not to break the line.  In still water, it doesn't take much effort to move a boat and even less for a canoe.

The water was so clear in that lake that you could see quite a ways down.  So, I could see the submerged tree and that big bass and the line wrapped around multiple branches.  That ole bass just zigzagged back and fourth and up and down through all those limbs.  No way was I going pull him (or her) out of there.  So I broke the line and went back to camp.  I didn't mention what happened.  After a short break, I changed into my swim trunks and told them I was going back out in the canoe and catch a fish by hand, since I couldn't get one with a pole, line, and lure.

To shorten this story, I dove down, got the bass, brought it back to camp at the amazement and awe of my friends.  We had it for supper and it sure was goooood.  The next day I broke down and admitted to what really happened.  Now, this IS a true fishing story.  Now, you all stay warm and keep your powder dry and have a great day, you hear?