Photo by Asher SamselMy last bass of 2011 wasn't big, and there was nothing noteworthy about the way it it hit or fought. The best part about it was that I was in the canoe with two of my boys, Asher and Nathaniel. In fact, Asher, who is 7 years old, took the picture that documents my last bass of the year.
The three of us left the house around 10:00 and spent a few hours fishing, with that time split between two ponds on the same property. A few days ago Nathaniel had better success on "the middle pond" than on the pond where we normally start and where the canoe is kept, so we toted the canoe down the hill after we'd fished the upper pond a while this morning. It turned out that the upper pond was better today and accounted for four of our five fish.
I wonder what my first fish of 2012 will be. Nathaniel and I are Santee Cooper bound next week, so maybe it'll be a whopper blue cat!
