Crazy day. Fished a few hours without any bites offshore 20-40 feet, water temp 47. Finally my buddy hooks up with a fly on sinking line, 18” skinny smallmouth. I landed the fish for him and took a picture, jump back up on the trolling motor and grab my rod that I had set down when he hooked up (zoom dead ringer on drop shot). Turns out there’s a bass on it! The owner size 1 hook was right in the top lip in perfect position even though the rod was unmanned. Guess who? It’s the bass I’ve caught 4 times in that same spot the last two winters. And he was much fatter than when I caught it a couple weeks ago, probably because it eats everything. No more bites for an hour or so and we head to the lake house to put another coat of mud on some drywall. As we head back out to fish late afternoon, we decided to try some cliffs. My buddy got one on the fly and I got two on a worm, small fish. We decide to go back offshore and I hook up to something strong and fast vertical jigging a rapala lipless that has been through the ringer and no longer rattles for some reason. This fish is pulling like a striper causing me to free spool several times. I keep telling my buddy it’s a striper and it’s shoots up toward the top like a smallie. It decided not to jump but I did see it, a nice 20-21 ish smallmouth maybe 4-5 lbs. just as he is approaching my hands the lure just came out, hooks didn’t bend or anything. Bummer but I don’t think it was super big so I tried not to think about it. I kept on jigging that same bait and a nice walleye ate it! Good way to end it