We're on our way to Kentucky Lake. There's no doubt this tournament will be won offshore, out on the ledges. With that in mind, there's one question I get all the time; how do you guys find those little spots on mile-long ledges that hold the fish? The answer is we use a combination of two methods.
Finally, we're home. I never thought I'd appreciate my own bed as much as I did that first night. I don't even remember falling asleep. All that happened, as far as I know, is that I fell backward into the bed and woke up the next morning in my own bedroom. It was wonderful.
Let me tell you right up front that I'm nervous about this one. It's as tough here as anywhere I can ever remember fishing. No one is catching them, and there doesn't seem to be much of a consistent pattern as far as what's going on. From a professional angler's point of view, the lack of a pattern is much worse than the lack of fish. It's a killer.
Guntersville was a tough event for me. It just didn't happen out on the water. There were active fish everywhere, but not the ones I needed. A 66th place finish isn't my idea of a good time. Having the weekend off is no fun in this business.
Last week I talked about the problems with trying to cull up with high numbers as opposed to running over numbers and targeting big fish. Well, Pickwick was the perfect example of all that.
I'm on Pickwick getting ready for this week's tournament. By the time you read this, we'll all know the first day's weights. I suspect they'll be high with a ton of limits caught.
Nothing extraordinary happened at Smith Mountain except that I finished in 52nd place and had the weekend off. That's not my idea of a good time. I want to be exhausted on Sunday night, not well rested.
This week we'll talk about three things you can do that'll help you catch more bass. For the time being we're going to ignore specific techniques and detailed instructions on how to fish a particular lure. Instead, we'll concentrate on an educational plan.
Our downtime is over. We had a wonderful vacation wandering around out West taking in the sights and resting our heads and bodies. But that was then and this is now. It's time to get serious about going back to work.
Clear Lake is history. I didn't do as well there as I did on the Delta. Nevertheless, I'm leaving California in pretty good shape; a heck of a lot better than the last time we were there.