Thursday, March 26, 2009

The 10 Pound Bass

One of the things I really miss about living in Georgia is getting the chance to hang out with my dad. We've always been into hunting, fishing, playing sports or anything else outdoors.

There's a guy in my dad's church that owns a private lake that used to be owned by a private fishing club, so there are some great fish. Tonight, my dad and I went fishing for about an hour and caught 20 fish, and I caught a bunch of them. But some how, he always finds a way to show me up. Just a couple days ago, he pulled this 10 pound bass out of the same lake and he continues to remind me how big it was and how small all of my fish were tonight. Everybody has a good day... :-)

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