The last few tournaments have been pretty good to me, actually better than pretty good. A Top 20 finish on Cayuga was about as good as I could have hoped for given the circumstances.
This will be my last column about the Delaware River. Before I put it to bed, however, I want to say thanks to the people who made that win possible.
There are a few things I want to say about this win but the most important thing is that it’s really special. It’s hard to tell you how much this means to me.
I can’t wait for Monday morning when I can get out on the Delaware River.
Last time I said we’d talk this week about how Lake Champlain fishes. When I thought about it, though, I realized that it fishes pretty much like everywhere else except that it splits the smallmouth and largemouth populations.
Lake Champlain is the place where I won my first professional grade bass tournament back in 1999.
I learned years ago not to get ahead of myself when preparing for tournaments.
Those of you who read this column regularly know that I’m big on education. It’s my firm belief that if you stop learning — at anything — you’ll slip backwards.
It’s Becky. You’re stuck with me this week. Mike’s been on the river from daylight to dark relearning everything he can about the river before the tournament in August.