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Van_Cleaver
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- May 11, 2007
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We've all been there; you know it's probably time to go but you just keep going: "one more cast," or "one more fish." Last night that happened to me and the bite was already dying off. Told my wife I would be home by eight for dinner. Working my way back to my truck when I got that last hit. Barely felt a tick and when I reeled in both my flies were gone, neatly snipped. Likely the work of a pickerel; this lake has a few and they are beasts! Shrugged, reeled in and hit it; home by 8:02.