No Bluffin’
Undeterred by sizzling summer temperatures approaching the upper 90s, Lee Comans directed me to the spillway area of the Bluff Lake Dam as dawn broke. Working the grass along the dam, Comans pitched a jig into the edge of a grass patch, and felt the tell-tale thump of a nice bass. Reeling in his slack, he set the hook hard, and the bass took off toward our boat like a torpedo. […]
