Me and some good company had been fishing all weekend. We were finding feeding bass whirling through some shad. We had fished two days in row caught a lot of fish but nothing crazy until this toad comes off a log close to the bank and smokes my crank bait. Last cast of the days usually end with some hope this last cast was made worth it.
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