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Big fish and bad fires

    I caught a big bass this past week in one of my favorite places. He was a hefty, hard fighting largemouth, which I admired and released. He seemed to be very appreciative as he swum away. A smaller fish might have swam away, but all the big fish I ever remember never swam off, they all swum off. Like a sycamore tree three feet in diameter doesn’t splash when it hits the water. It goes KA-WHOOM, and echoes across the river bottom like meteor crashing into a high mountain. It is a matter of accuracy in description, proper English be darned.

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