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August 2, 2001

Outdoor Corner

by Chris Feeney

I was a little confused last week when I received a special delivery. I opened up the box to find a pair of sunglasses. When I tried the frames on, the inside of the lens turned into a movie screen and I got a top secret briefing on a proposed fishing trip with an angling partner. The short commercial proposed a special mission to a highly secret location. We were to rendezvous at 14:30 hours and then proceed to the boat drop site. It was imperative that I was not followed and that I told no one where I was going.

Once I accepted the mission the sunglasses noted that they would self-destruct in five seconds so that no one would be able to discern the location of the secret fishing hole. I tossed the glasses aside as I ran to the den to get my fishing gear assembled. I was totally prepared for this trip considering the enormous fish that were promised at this site.

Okay, so my Mission Impossible scenario may be taking it a bit far (especially for those of you that never saw the old television series or the recent movie remakes starring Tom Cruise) but I was sworn to secrecy before I was taken to what was promised to be a monster bass site. I had been hearing tales of this promised land for the past couple of weeks but when it comes to fishing stories you always take them with a grain of salt. I sensed my fishing buddy realized I was a bit skeptical about the stories of five, six and seven pound bass so he knew no better way than to show me. I learned a valuable lesson here as well. If you pretend not to believe someone when they tell you about a great fishing spot they will be forced to take you there to prove themselves. There's no better way to get invited to the best sites because we all know that no one can keep a big fish story to themselves.

Anyway, back to Mission Impossible. Like I said, you never know what to believe when it comes to lunker tales. But when I hooked into a big fish on my third cast all my disbelief was quickly put to rest. I was fishing a plastic worm on a slow "rise and fall" retrieve when the bass nearly pulled the rod out of my hand with a solid strike. Of course this fish is going to end up twice as big as he really was since I didn't land him, but lets just say it was a big fish. He was a boat-puller, you know the type that are strong enough to drag the boat behind them as they try to get away. He jumped three times, with the final leap his final farewell as he threw the hook and escaped. That was enough for me to realize this was a great place to be, considering I just hooked into the biggest fish I had seen in the past two years in the first five minutes at the site.

Before the night was over we had picked up five more of these nice sized fish, probably starting at around four pounds or bigger but we weren't for sure since the battery was dead on the electric scale. That kind of represented the type of trip it was for us. We had a camera with no film, a scale with no battery and I was stuck with just one rod and reel that was filled with old, ratty line that kept me more busy untangling bird nests in the reel than I did fishing.

Take into consideration all of my problems and you would think it was a lousy trip. On the contrary, I'm chomping at the bit to go back. Unfortunately I'll have to wait until my fishing buddy is ready to take me again as he made me wear a blindfold in the truck on the trip so I would not be able to find my way back alone. To bad those sunglasses self-destructed.



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