Catching two bass on one cast with a crankbait is rare, but does happen occasionally, especially if bass are schooling and/or in a feeding frenzy. After all, the bait has at least two sets of trebles, increasing the potential for hookups.
On Mexico's Lake El Salto when big fish were in such a frenzy during an all-day rain, I caught a 5-pounder and 7-pounder together on a Magnum Fat Free Shad. And years ago, I wrote an article for Bassmaster Magazine about a tournament anglers who caught his limit--- 5 bass!--- on one cast.
But two bass on a single hook? The odds for that have to be infinitesimal.
Yet that is just what Jake, a Florida angler, did recently on a pond in central Florida. Using a Yum craw bait rigged Texas style on a 3/0 hook, and using 12-pound Trik Fish line, he hooked a small bass.
He says that he "was playing with him next to the boat in very clear water when I saw the big bass come up from the bottom and nail it.
"I let him take it for like three seconds and then I nailed him!"
Jake estimates that the bass weighed 7 to 8 pounds.
Was the lunker going after the soft plastic or the smaller bass? My guess is that it wanted the Yum craw.
But who knows? As the success of large swimbaits have shown us, sometimes big bass prefer a mouthful to an appetizer. It might have been trying to eat the smaller fish.
Sadly, that doesn't always turn out so well for either. With the spines on its dorsal fin providing resistance, the smaller bass, bluegill, or crappie can get stuck in the mouth/throat of the larger predator, and both fish die. Also on Lake El Salto, I've seen large, dead bass floating on the surface, with tilapia lodged in their mouths. My partner and I found one before it died, removed the tilapia, and the bass swam away.
Meanwhile, check out what happened to bass pro Greg Hackney while fishing for crappie a couple of years ago.
Incidents like this are why we fish, and why I wrote Why We Fish, including the essay "You Just Never Know." Here's an excerpt:
"Finally, way back during my college years, I was bringing in a small bass that had eaten my topwater. As I reeled it the last couple of feet to shore, a tremendous explosion showered me with water and a fierce yank nearly pulled the rod from my hands. I never saw what ate the little bass and nearly hooked itself on my lure, but that brief moment in time will be forever with me.
"When you throw out that bait . . . you just never know."