A Fishing Blog
It was over 30 years ago when I went on my first camping trip to this remote lake deep in the Adirondack Park. I was far too young to remember that exact trip, or even the subsequent few trips we made. The first time I really remember, I must have been maybe 7 or 8 … Continue reading Four Days in the Adirondack Park
My alarm went off at 5:00 AM and I was beat. But still, it was much nicer than the 1:30 AM alarm I had the previous day for the Lake George Trail. I got up and got ready to make the 2 hour drive to Old Forge for the Adirondack Paddlefest. It was Round 2 … Continue reading May Double Header Part II: The Adirondack Paddlefest
I had studied the maps and lake bathymetry over and over again and found a great area near a public beach at the north end. I knew that at any moment a school of big smallies could pull in on any of these spots. It was as good as anything so I rolled with it.
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The upcoming weekend was the first ever FLW-KBF event, Nickajack Lake, and I was going. I was fired up, and quite nervous. There was an opportunity to walk across the big stage of the FLW, hear Chris Jones call out my name, maybe even get a signature WOW. This was big.
Two tournaments, about 900 miles of driving, 3 days of pedaling my kayak, and only 12 hours of sleep. It was a crazy weekend.
Bottom of the 9th, bases loaded, 2 outs and a full count. The next pitch will determine the game. Only 0:03 seconds left on the clock, it’s 4th and goal from the 1 yard line and you’re down by 5. You dial up your best play! Our fascination with sports derives from our love of … Continue reading To Look or Not to Look, That is the Question: The Leaderboard
Maintaining a career while being a dedicated tournament angler is a very tough life and requires making difficult decisions. Having the support of your family is key as they are making sacrifices right along side of you.
I had barely slept a wink. A late night at the house making last minute plans, combined with the excitement (and uncomfortable sofa) led to minimal sleep. But I didn’t care. The coffee pot churned and the house buzzed with eager excitement as all of us loaded up and set out to start the day!
The drive down to Shreveport was relatively uneventful. I made it to Cincinnati Saturday evening where I stopped to visit my cousin for the night. It was great having a home cooked meal and a bed to sleep in; rather than fast food and sleeping in hotel F-150.
A Sweet Fishing Life 