One foggy morning I went fishing with my father with a brand new rod that was about 6 foot 4 that came apart in the middle. Well I didn't know that it came apart, and with my favorite rapala lure on that I caught my first 8lb. bass with on the line I cast as hard as I could so that I could get to this shaded spot it came apart. I lost everthing and I didn't know it came off untill I saw it hit the water about 25 yards out. I was so so angry with myself, I told myself that I would be more careful next time and not to cast so hard.
