EnglishBen2026

Hello all, I’m a English/Scottish lad, I tasted bass fishing on a few recent trips to Maine. Fell in love with the place, coffee on the front porch, donning my crocks and taking my rod, swim shorts with a small lure box swinging, pushing out the canoe on a foggy summer morning. Silently cruising past a small island with an American Eagle watching me, I smiled, he nodded. Small mouth hit my fox vibrax spinner lures, pulling hard and bending my rod, low poundage monoflement I’d crudely took with me, feeling every beat as they fought. At dusk I’d swim out to the swim platform just off the bottom of the garden, rod in hand, swimming like a one limbed frog. Throw a surface twitching lure, one covered in scars, a rattler, most have cost me pennies, I’m sure it was in a china Amazon set from way back, green stripes, white belly, a proper walking dog. Developed an obsession with lures, the little box has become a bigger one! Want to test frogs weedless lures perhaps next time, saw so much sign and couldn’t do it with the lures I had! Figured that big bass hiding in the Lillie’s and weeds, crafty devil ha!