Was fishing with my dad on the nurse river in nc and we were throwing t-rigid curly tail worms and dragging them. I got broke off at the boat by a mud fish and while we were laughing about that my dad had laid his rod down to help me. Well we heard a slight movement and splash the rod was gone. About 2 hours lat er in the same pocket we seen it floating but everytime we went for it the fish drug it back under. Finally we paddled up to it and he grabbed it. Ended up being a 4lb bass. At the time it was my dad's pb bass. We still talk about that day