A few minutes after releasing the bass, I could tell I had another big fish on my line. A second small mouth bass, bigger than the last, was putting up a titanic fight and was running to structure like a bobcat with a burr under its tail! This second fish was a 17-inch small mouth.
I was on my last minnow for the day and had a five-minute warning from my dad when I felt another tug on my line. I was surprised to land my favorite fish, the northern pike. Although it was only 18 inches long, the fish meant a lot to me because it was my first pike of 2013.
Don't let the fact that you are in a city fool you. There is good fishing in downtown Lansing!
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