Fishing and (mostly) fun

  • Ketch me if you can…..

    So….I know it is Thursday because I have been counting the days until I leave for Shreveport and the KBF National Championship (tomorrow!)….but for me, it is Westbrook Wednesday part Two! Now I am not going to lie, I had no idea what a Westbrook Wednesday was until I met Scott Beutjer at Bienville; a… Read more

  • Not ready for prime time….

    I wish I could say I am satisfied that I finished in the top ten of our clubs season opener, finally ending a skunkfest that had me considering the end of my kayak tournament career.  But when you only catch a single measurable fish (or when I do anyway), it feels a bit disappointing. Now,… Read more

  • say hello to my little friend…the Hobie Grail…

    I spent a little time researching (very little) the correct procedure or ritual required, the correct syntax, the proper etiquette and whether or not the world would become unsettled before I christened my first Hobie (a ProAngler 12) the “BoHobien Rhapsody”.  Then my Joy and I promptly named her Hobie Compass “Don QuiHobie”, with no… Read more

  • WTBY….or the continuing saga of skunk boy…

    Woke up at two, drove two hours and some change.  I fished a tournament, but I did nothing to write about.  There is no technique that proved successful, there is no lure that stood out.  I didn’t learn anything to improve me as an angler.  I was cold, unfocused and out of it early in… Read more

  • …new opportunity…or not?

    The beauty of this life is that we can re-create ourselves with enough determination, especially if the right trigger sets us in motion. I lived a life of alcohol and drugs, then my daughter was born.  It was not an easy or immediate transition back to me; but I made it and am a better… Read more

  • ohhhhhh yeah….I got one for Valentines Day!

    I was out tonight with the best catch I ever made – my Joy – sharing carrot cake and catfish from….wait for it…the Catfish House.  We found each other late in life, but fortunately, not too late.  She understands me, and in spite of me, loves me.  I don’t get it, but who am I… Read more