About a minute later, just before your second cast, you notice a fish bust the surface to your left. After an exciting battle, your friend pulls up a chunky three pounder. Your jaw drops. He casts again. He twitches his rod a few times.
Water flies everywhere.
You hear line stripping off his reel. You forget about how cold it is as he pulls up a thick chunky bass. This is not making sense to you. But it makes all the sense in the world to your partner. At the end of the day you pull up to the launch, beaten, confused, and humbled.