But it’s every bit as fun on a fly. Fishing for bass today on the Connecticut rekindled my excitement for landing lunkers. Only difference is that I lost more fish than I remebered when I used to fish for bass years ago. Thinking back about what could be a viable explanation, it came to me. I guess spinning tackle and treble hooks yield a better landing average than a pinched barb woolly bugger. Regardless of the frustration, I am sticking with the fly rod. As maddening as it is to lose big fish… it makes the next time out on the same water that much more exciting. Bass-ackwards…but true.