Everyone was crestfallen but none so much as son. Really thought he was going to cry. Told him not to worry, I had another lure just like that one and we would troll some more. GPS showed our path and explained we would literally go over the exact line.
Rig up and away we go. This time though, the lure is on his pole.he is on a mission and I am just praying he gets something to hit it.
Not 10 minutes goes by when this fish hammered that old lure. What made it so neat was this one tail danced along the water about three times. Put up a better fight than the much larger bass my son had lost earlier.
Of course, we tried to tell my son that his fish was much bigger but he was not having any of it. He tells us its okay, he knew he lost a bigger fish but he was super happy with this one!
When I asked him if he wanted to keep it or release it, he said release. He wanted some other kid to have as much fun as he just had.