no photo to accompany the story but my biggest to date was a bout eighteen inches out of the Niangua above Bennett springs. Fishing with dad as always wading with night crawlers tied around my neck in a sour cream container my father had rigged up for me and my brother. Four pound test and size 8 bait holder hook. I was very excited to pull it out from under a brush pile. Still fails in comparison to Dads 23 incher from the same place. I have never seen a smallmouth that big since then. He kissed it then returned it to the water saying" it is your lucky day mister fish." He stills talks about how he should've had it mounted. I always had visions of returning there and catching that same fish but never happened. Before cell phones had cameras there we great memories that still have the same imagery that a picture provides. Great thread as always AL.
Alex