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was sweet, but brief. Another set of straight hooks, and again time to repair a lure. Jack quickly changed out to his Rattle Trap, and before you could say bass, he was into another giant. How does he keep putting them in the boat? That was my question. You see, this was Jack’s fourth bass over eight pounds that day, or should I say that afternoon. My lure was fixed, pictures were again taken, and we were back at it. Within ten minutes I was pleasured again. Hooks were set and the battle was on. Let me tell you, when a ten pound bass jumps while shaking a 1oz. Rattle Trap in its jaws, you know it! The noise is unquestionably loud. And when it’s ejected, it becomes almost dangerous in its flight pattern. Well, I think you get the drift, another L.D.R. (long distance release) for those keeping score. I examined my hooks, and prepared for yet another attempt at these El Salto monsters. However, this time I would complete the task. My lure was barely into its retrieve when it was met by another El Salto bass, a big bass. I set the hook and drove my rod low to the water. This in itself is a difficult task from the center of the boat. Nevertheless, this one stayed in the water and was quickly boated. Folks, I had never seen bass action like that in my life. Well, our fishing ended with the sunset and we were bound for the lodge, but not before explaining to Jack exactly what had taken place. You see, I firmly believe, as I explained to Jack, that he had experienced today what every bass fisherman in North America dreams of, and I cautioned him not to forget that. I have traveled North America for bass as well as other species, and never witnessed what we did on that day. Always respect your success, and never forget the efforts of those that help make it possible, and in this case, that would be Billy Chapman - the man that planted these mui grande lubina (very huge bass) in Lago El Salto and built the Anglers Inn resort. If you love the thrill of catching big bass, you owe it to yourself to experience this lake once at least once in your lifetime. I’m telling you, it will be an incredible time. Ay caramba! Bob and the Simply Fishing television crews will be returning to El Salto. If you are interesting in accompanying them on this adventure, contact Bob Mehsikomer at bob@simplyfishing. com . “Ay Caramba, Mui Grande Lumbino!” El-Salto Bass Continued from page 22 Help Us Out… I have a special limited time offer to anyone willing to forward me the email addresses of thirty of their closest friends. Friends that are into fishing and would enjoy reading, free I might add, SimplyFishingMagazine. com Submit your thirty qualified email address to me: publusher@simplyfishingmagazine. com and I will present you with the A-Team lure of your choice for half price. Sound good? Email me today.... publisher@simplyFishingmagazine. com

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