The other day I just got it in my head that I was going to catch a Bass on Topwater. To me catching fish on dry or topwater flies if one of the most enjoyable things that you can experience in life. So, I headed over to the park, tied on my popper, then frog, then mouse, then diver, and still no Bass. I reached for my fly box to grab the hopper dropper and had almost given up on the possibility that I would catch any Bass that day. When all of the sudden could it be, a Small Bass took my hopper with the vigor of a bass 10 times it’s size, then another, and another, and another, and the fish just kept coming. Now I know they were small but my hand was still shaking, and I was loving every moment of it. I guess the moral is ”If the fish aren’t biting just keep changing it up, you’ll get one sooner or later”.