Wet and Wetter

I took my friends out fishing this past weekend. Two of my friends had little experience, so one was in the front of my canoe and the other was with my experienced friend. It took a while for them to get the basics of casting, reeling, staying out of weeds, etc. before they actually started fishing. The weather for fishing on Saturday was great. It was hot and sunny all day long. We didn't catch many fish, but we all got some sun and had a great time. But, my inexperienced friends were dissapointed they didn't catch a fish. We decided to give it another chance and brave the poor weather on Sunday. We loaded up the canoes, threw on some ponchos, and drove down to the same pond. Instead of being over cast and drizzly, it was simply raining. As we were pushing away from the shore, one of my two friends in the other canoe turned around too quickly, over compensated, and fell forward. Instead of falling out of the canoe, he awkwardly fell into the murky water, tipping the canoe, and bringing my other experienced fishing friend with him. It was by far the most entertaining and hysterical thing I have seen in a long time. My jumped up from the water in shock. They crawled out of the thick mud on the bottom of the pond and onto the shore. After the curse words died down, the realization of what just occured hit us, and my laughter could not be subsided. They emptied out the water from the canoe and I paddled around picking up their items that were floating in the water. I had to find and dig my pole that I loaned to my friend out of the muddy bottom. After everyone had calmed down, well as much as possible, we ventured out to catch some bass.
I caught a small bass, so I knew that they were biting, but my friends were not catching anything. After about an hour, my two friends, soaked and dissapointed, started paddling back to the shore. As they were leaving, my friend in my canoe started screaming that she had a fish. I didn't believe her, but two seconds later the evidence burst out of the water. She had hooked a huge bass and was reeling it in frantically. I had taught her how to cast, jig the lure, and set the hook, but not how to get a fish into the canoe. It was an exciting moment and when the largemouth bass came alongside the canoe, I could see that she had a very nice bass. I was trying to instruct her to keep tension on the line, but her confusion was not about the tension, it was how to get the fish in the canoe. The frantic reeling continued and the line was too taught. Before I could reach the bass or stop her from reeling anymore, the huge bass made the most of the confusion and the excitement and broke off from the line. After 5 to 10 seconds of frantic excitement, we were left with a broken line and dissapointment. After a few curse words and a couple of jokes, we gave up in frustration and paddled back to the shore. Although this weekend was not full of fish, it was full of great friends and hilarious stories.