ok. here it goes the best fishin story of my life {so far}
A friend and i were in a canal in palm coast florida, caught a few on frogs so we stuck with them for the day. they are hard to put down after a few biguns her splash them. but any ho we come across this smaller canal, mid august , tons of shade , and i get the bright idea of flinging my nice new spro frog back in there as far as i can sitting down and from the uncomfortable side for long casts. i of course went over the lowest hanging branch so i decide to reel it up and try again get almost to the branch and change my mind figured i was half way back in there i might as well bounce it on the water a few times i we can go back in and get a fish if we have to . so i push the button on my trusty baitcaster and the frog starts falling for about one second befor an owl yes an owl comes out of the woods grabs my frog and proceeds into the woods on the other side for about 20 yards. all i could say was what in the >

was that my partner looks and asks how the heck i got my line over a limb turned left and 20 yards back into the woods. he didn't belive me either. we pull his little pond prowler 10 ' plastic sitting room only.back into this even smaller canal.gators, black widows all kinds of fun critters down there. when we get into position to see the owl and possibly get my frog back i look over his shoulder and there sits the second owl not 10' from his head. now we start thinking that this was all a plot by the critters to pay us back for sticking a few bass with some sharp hooks. but i did get out alive and will be back soon. i just never knew how small that pond hopper was till i couldn't find a place to hide :

and yes i did get my frog back.
just a big note cause its cold outside and we got some snow last night
later all
rich