It felt good to hold a big bass the other day and release it. While not the usual first of the year bass I e been used to over the last couple of years this one was rewarding. It’s a decades old mount of a large bass that I’ve held onto since 2013. I found it after setting up a table at the Allaire Flea Market.
I bought it not knowing what I’d do with it and it never found a wall or place to display it. Over the years it bounced around and it lost an eye and the fins got split. I was thinking I’d bring it up to the Vineyard where my buddy Abe could do something artsy with it. But it was time to go, and on top of the pile in the dumpster it went.
It went in along with some pictures I mounted to display at my booth at The Fly Fishing Show when I was guiding and trying drum up business. One of those images was of my largest Upper Delaware trout that I caught on a streamer on the West Branch in Deposit. It measured 24 inches and was a beautiful butter brown.
They said we could have the dumpster for up to three weeks but at this pace we should have it filled in about a week. I can only imagine the workers at the transfer station trying to piece together the story of the people who owned this shit as it’s dumped out on the floor. We pushing forward with a proposed date of listing it the third week of May, and we just might make it.