ooooooh that smell….

I wanted to write about last weekend, and am finally dry enough to feel comfortable with my hands on the keyboard. It was the most miserable day. My rain suit failed about three hours into the constant rain….everything was soaked….and now my Nissan smells like wet socks, wet shirts, wet everything…wet skunk…because I was skunked…and … Continue reading ooooooh that smell….

No woulda, coulda, shoulda…nope..

Woke up, left Clarksville…12:30 ish in the morning, drove to Guntersville for a KBF event. I pulled into an empty parking lot about 4 am and started to question my choice. I had fished the same spot my only other time at Guntersville; recording a mediocre limit, but still expected to see others there. Why … Continue reading No woulda, coulda, shoulda…nope..

gotta find the right perspective…

I just finished the 2018 KBF National Championship (7th place– shameless self promoting) and thought I would share something I wrote during the week of pre-fishing. Had I not gained a little perspective, I would have crashed and burned…………. _________________ Last weekend, I was all over them…I could do nothing wrong, cast after cast; bite … Continue reading gotta find the right perspective…

Hypothesis…it ain’t me…I can fish…??

Yesterday, my need to prove something helped me to a 13th place finish. That story…….. I have fished most of my life, starting on our family’s drive to Alaska back in the late 60’s up until this morning (so far). Not really competitively, but just to fish….there had been two tournaments in a boat over … Continue reading Hypothesis…it ain’t me…I can fish…??

….dude…you can’t….

I had convinced myself that I should not fish the Hobie Open; a little voice in the back of my head telling me again and again, “you can’t fish on Ky Lake”. “Dude, you don’t know how to ledge fish….you don’t know where to start fishing big water…you don’t know…” “Shut up!” “Well, you don’t…” … Continue reading ….dude…you can’t….