Three bites usually means a tough, frustrating day… but when they’re the right ones, it hits different. Landed a 5.7 and a 3.2, and lost another at the boat that was about the same size as that 3 (pretty sure her mama ended up fried and on a plate 😅).
Knew something special was coming when mine and Tron song—Fisherman by Casey Ashley—came on. Preciate you watching out from up there, bro.