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JAKE LUND
m e as if to say, “Here we g o … f i s h n um b er o n e ! ” N o s o o n er
h a d we thought that than my ro d wa s away ! T h i s f i s h re a l ly
gave me the runaround, t a ki n g me f ro m we e d b e d to we e d
b e d. Thankfully she was s o o n b e ate n , a n d to my s u rp ri s e i t
was another big’un! Still wi t h no s c a le s , I co u l d n’ t we i gh t h e
b e ast , a proper brute of a m i r ro r, a ga i n a n up p e r 3 0 !
I thought that would be i t fo r t h e mo rn in g , b u t o n ly te n
m inutes after gettin g the ro d b a ck o u t , t hey s ta r ted f i z z i n g
a gain. The bait had defini te ly t u rn e d t he m o n ! Wa tch i n g o n e
p a tch of fizz only a coup l e fe et to t h e l e f t o f my ri gh t h a n d
ro d, it wasn’t long before i t wa s r i gh t ove r my ri g , a n d w i t h
t h at … beeeeeep… and I wa s i n aga i n ! A n o t h e r d o g g e d f i gh t
c o mmenced, and the fish fo u n d s a n ct u a r y i n a b i g wee d b e d .
A f ter a while of no moveme n t , th e wh o le we e d b e d b roke f re e
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