Chuck catches more bass, and more big bass than anyone I know-he usually
fishes the federal management area (the name escapes me right now), but it's just above the Broward line.
The warden sees him bringing home limits regularly-even when no one else is catching-so he asks Chuck for his secret-"Bass Magic..it never fails". "Meet me here at sunrise tomorrow and I'll take you to my honey hole." So the Warden shows up and after 10 minutes on the water Chuck noses his boat through some low hung branches into a completely hidden pool of about 10 acres of water. He anchors up, reaches into his tackle box-pulls out a stick of dynamite lights it and tosses to into the water. BOOM! ...and fish start floating belly-up."That's Bass Magic-never fails" he says as pulls out another stick and lights it. The Warden is freaking-"Chuck, man,this is illegal- I have to arrest you-you're probably going to prison". Chuck laughs- tosses the lit dynamite into the wardens lap and says-"You gonna talk, or fish?"
