Just pulled up on Hunter Shryock. “Man, it’s slow!” He hollered at us. “This is like fishing in a bathtub, it’s so clear. I did catch one about 5 pounds, though. Must be the dumbest fish in Travis!”
Just as that came out of his mouth he hooked up on a dink, then freaked out. He boat flipped the small bass and quickly dropped a bait in front of his boat. “Dude! A 6-pounder was kissing the nose of my freakin’ boat!” The big one didn’t bite ... too smart, I guess.