Another bat story!
My buddy and I fished a river for cat. We'd always get there about dark,
set up the camp and start to fish. This night we got there an hour late.
I told my buddy go and start setting up, I'm gonna throw out a line and
I'll come and help, did I mention it was a pitch black night!!
I baited up with a chunk of liver and tossed her out, I noticed there was
a kind of click on line, but didn't pay any attention to it.
My buddy got the coleman lit up and we're setting up camp, he says
to me, hey, you got one, I can see your rod jumping. I race over(without the
lantern) to see what's up. I'm reeling in and the line stops at the tip, I
try again, same thing only I hear screeching. I holler for my buddy to bring
the lantern over. With the light I saw a bat on the end of the rod. When
I casted I must have encircled his foot and when I reeled in I ran his foot
into the tip. Needless to say, he didn't go in the cooler!!
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