I was reading some of the Bassmaster.com stories on the events of the Arkansas River Elite Series Diamond Drive, and I got fired up!
You're only as old as you feel, but sometimes that can be a lot older than the calendar says you are ... unfortunately.
I was really on them, but the weather report looked grim. As it turned out, Table Rock is the tournament that got away.
While driving at a snail's pace, and resisting every temptation to override my self-imposed governor, I began to daydream of a nice squirrel or rabbit dinner. Then, just like manna from heaven, the woman in front of me hubcapped a squirrel that was running across the road.
The Lake Norman tournament is over. If I have learned one thing over the last 11 years, it's that you can't dwell on the past. When you put up bad results in a tournament, the only thing to do is learn from your mistakes and move on.
This is the story about one tournament pro just trying to leave town to go and do his job. Sometimes stuff happens.
Florida in January has never been a strong suit for me. Well, not so much Florida as Lake Toho and the Harris Chain, to be exact.
I was getting ready for the Bassmaster Southern Open on the Kissimmee Chain, and my stress level was through the roof. Here is how it works for me and my obsessive behavior...