Rain came down steady as we cruised slow across the lake, lines dragging behind the boat. Trolling isn’t fast or flashy—it’s patience, quiet water, and waiting for that sudden hit on the line.
We sipped coffee, joked around, and kept an eye on the rods. Every bump or tug felt like a jolt of excitement. The motor hummed low, raindrops tapping on our jackets, and nobody said much—we didn’t need to. Just friends, rain, and the hope of a big one chasing our bait through the deep.
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We sipped coffee, joked around, and kept an eye on the rods. Every bump or tug felt like a jolt of excitement. The motor hummed low, raindrops tapping on our jackets, and nobody said much—we didn’t need to. Just friends, rain, and the hope of a big one chasing our bait through the deep.
I hope you all enjoy the video, don't forget to comment like and subscribe for more! Cheers y'all!
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