It was late fall, usually a tough time for me. It was cold, the water was choppy and the wind was blowin. The first thing I thought was I'm going to be miserable all day. I hate the cold, but I had to stay optimistic. My father and I had taken my other half out for his birthday. We were fishing along a weed line about 8-12ft of water, I ended the day with this bad boy & needless to say it was one of the best days on the water. (Seeing how I beat two guys)