According to Plato, there are four levels of 'Ninja Bassing', each determined by the "FF", or fence factor.
Level 1 is no fence, which is not really Ninja Bassing. You must hop and it must be illegal, for real Ninja Bassing to occur. Also, my report takes place in Japan, but it need not. Ninja bassing is can occur anywhere.
Level 2 is a fence, usually of the chain link type. An easy hop.
Level 3 is a fence, plus barbed wire. This is what I did last night with one of my prostaff, Evil E. Proof of a Level three insertion is evidenced by marks such as these.
Level 4, FYI is a butt-ass TALL fence equipped with razor wire and sometimes non lethal doses of the shit that knocked Mr. Franklin on his ass when he tried to fly a kite in a lightning storm.
The quality of the fishing is usually directly proportional to the increase in level.
Anyhoo, we creeped into "X" Country Club, at an undisclosed local in Central Japan. We made our first casts at the same time, and were rewarded with a double hit. We were pitching senko like soft plastics to the overhanging tree limbs. Here is my first bass.
Evil E went to work with a 3/4 oz Double Willow Spinnerbait and landed some nice bass.
The biggest fish (and most, I might add) of the night was caught by
E. Here is a pic. Yes, I fucked up and left the lense cover on (don't you dare laugh at me, photo gee, as I am a fucking amature).
As with all Ninja Bass reports, I swear the above is fiction, and all pics have been Photo-Chopped.
We were never there.
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