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Everyone loves a good story about boating mishaps – as long as it’s not their own.
The first rod and reel that I was ever able to call “all mine” was an old Zebco closed face, spin-casting reel on about a six foot fiberglass rod that my father purchased for me when we moved into our newly built home on a decent sized pond just outside of Clover.
In my last article, the price of gas was steadily rising leaving me to wonder if this is a fishing economy?
Largemouth bass: Beginning to slow.