Wow, what a tough week to be a soft plastic shad!—or a live spot for that matter. Every time I went fishing this past week my bait and plastic lure supply got smaller and smaller. Tons of plastic shads chomped in half, right behind the hook…and the poor spot, honestly, I sometimes feel bad for them. They seem so content when I set them loose to find me a trophy rockfish—only to come back in horror, like they have just been to a terrifying picture show.
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