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| November smallies | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Late fall smallmouth are precious. Winter is coming and with it comes the misery of frozen water and the long wait until spring. In November each fish is meant to be savored. Each day on the water could be the last. If you fish, you must fish. Work can wait. This is the time of fading sun and winter memories. Do what makes you happy. Put your line in the water. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Early in the day the smallies let us know they were around. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Dave's got a couple. |
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| Light bites. Fat fish | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Hands full of smallmouth | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| A few from the livewell. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Standard smallies | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| What you pays your dollars for. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Pretty fish, ugly men. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Lickiin' em. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Smellin' em. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Happy ? You bet your ass ! | |||||||||||||||||||||||