it's happened to me before, but not for a looooong time.
today i walked up to the bank at one of my fishing holes. there was a guy there, i said "catchin any?" he says no, he's about to pack it in. i walk over a little ways to give some polite distance. 2 casts later, a 3lb largemouth. it was a feisty one, it fought hard, jumping and everything. i put it back in the water, waved to the guy and moved on. luck, i know. but i love it, cause it makes it appear as if i know what i'm doing. hahahaha!
the last time this happened to me, i had taken my son (then about 7 or 8 ) camping. it was raining when we got up but was still pretty hot. same thing, i walked up to the lake, some guy was there, he said he wasn't catchin any. first cast, a nice 2 lb bass. very next cast, a bigger one. 2 or 3 casts after that, a nice 5 lb bass. in about 100' of bank i bet i caught 2 dozen bass, all nice ones. every single one of them hit a white spinnerbait the second it hit the water. the guy was watching, and was visibly a little ticked off at our amazing luck. my son was reeling in a few big ones too.
stuff like this happen to you guys too?