Today’s guided trip on Table Rock with some brave-as-heck folks from Minnesota was beyond chaotic! The second we dropped lines, the bass started attackin’ baits like they were auditionin’ for a bar fight. We weren’t fishin’ — we were hostin’ the Bass Hunger Games. Over 20 keeper bass, doubles hittin’ like popcorn in a microwave. Rod tips bendin’, folks yellin’, bass makin’ life choices — pure hillbilly pandemonium. It was colder’n a penguin kissin’ an ice cube out there. My beard had frost in it. Every time the cold tried to win, another bass jumped on just to keep morale up. If YOU wanna experience a guided fishing trip so wild it makes your ancestors sit up in their graves and cheer, then get your hindquarters over to **hidden content** and book a trip with THE HILLBILLY HULK. We’ll catch fish, raise eyebrows and make memories no therapist can ever fully untangle. LETS GO FISHING! Captain Spencer Clark Breaking Bass Guide Service **hidden content** **hidden content** #breakingbassguideservice