Wow, what a whirlwind several days I've had since the B.A.S.S. transaction was completed. My goodness, now we're going to actually have to do what we said we were going to do.
Arkansas has a great Sports Hall of Fame that inducts several new sports figures each year. This is a Sports Hall of Fame not an Outdoor Hall of Fame.
I've yapped about a lot of things but one thing I've neglected to do is tell more about my two partners in the endeavor of purchasing B.A.S.S, Jim Copeland and Don Logan.
I went on over to St Louis to attend a Hall of Fame function for my old school — Ritenour High School. Several outstanding individuals were inducted into the Ritenour Hall of Fame that night but I was there for the honor being given to the Grubbs family.
Remember me telling you that I spent a couple of days in New York City recently? Well, here's my first story for you.
I've wanted to touch all members of B.A.S.S. from grass roots to Elite pro and find out what your concerns and needs are.
Have you been bass fishing, and while using a crankbait or a spinnerbait, had a fish come up behind the lure and strike it so softly that you barely felt it, then had him swim towards you, as you lost complete feel of the bait?
Spent the week in New York City. Yes you heard that right. You're buddy Jerry in New York City.
Ray Scott called me the other day with a funny, probably productive, way to get those B.A.S.S. decals back on the bumpers of vehicles the way they used to be.
Please remember that I am "computer dysfunctional" and when I wrote that first blog I expected 100 readers and about 10 or 12 responses. Well, all I can say is this: I asked you to "get on the bus with me" and now I realize I have to go back and get a much bigger bus.