Santa’s big fish Christmas

I’m back in Columbus. My plant manager is out so I’ve got to work at my “real” job. I sure wanted to stay in Florida, though. The fish are biting like crazy. Okeechobee just might be the hottest lake in our country right now.

The day I left I caught one well over 8 pounds and another two over 6 pounds. It was about as good as it gets as far as I’m concerned. And, there was a tournament last Sunday down there that produced Falcon type weights. The top three places brought over 30 pounds to the scales — one day, five bass. Those are serious bags of fish.

The winning angler averaged over 7 pounds per fish. I don’t know how he or she caught them. If I did I’d tell you. Regardless, it’s a phenomenal story. Honestly, I don’t know anywhere else a guy could do that except for a few of the lakes in Texas and California. I’ve been saying that Florida is back in a big way. This is proof positive that I’m right. I can’t wait to get back there and fish with B.A.S.S.

Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He sometimes brings us big bass.

When you stop to think about it we have it really good in this country. I mean, where else can you go out and catch fish like that for fun. It’s not that we’re trying to feed our families or anything. It’s just fun. We catch them, look at them, tell ourselves how smart we are to have tricked them into biting our lure and then toss them back for another angler to catch.

(I know a few of us earn our living catching bass. You could argue that’s how we feed our families. But that’s a stretch, indirect at best. Most bass are caught for no reason other than sport.)

Having it really good might be an understatement. We have it better than that. If you doubt what I’m saying turn on the television tonight and see what goes on in the rest of the world.

Maybe I get a little emotional at this time of the year. If so, you’ll have to live with it for a week. That’s the way I feel and I can’t apologize for it. I’m thankful for the life I have. And I’m thankful to be home for Christmas, too. I usually write about fishing in this column. It’s an addiction with me. Still, there are other things that matter. Spending time with Tracey, our families and our friends are just a few of them.

I have to say I’m really looking forward to it. I’m sure in a couple of weeks I’ll hear the water calling. It’s always been that way. It probably always will be that way. Until then, however, I’ll enjoy my family and friends. I recommend you do the same.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!   

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