As we were packing up the car to leave the lake, I took advantage of a few last minutes as some laundry dried to cast a small popper out over the weed patches. I'd had nothing but bluegill all week, but saw it as a chance to practice long casts on dock on a still day. Several tosses in, this guy quietly slurped the popper... A good little small mouth on light tackle is always fun and I felt a little relieved of my sins the day before.
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