Sometimes, you don't have to know someone very long or very well to know their heart. That happened to me last month on the shore of Guntersville Lake.
I was there covering the Bassmaster Classic. Public relations folks had lined up volunteer area bass fishermen with high-performance bass boats to take media members out on the water to shoot photographs of the bass pros in action. I drew Chris Rose.
Initially, we didn't talk a lot. I told Rose I wanted to shoot photos of Edwin Evers, the angler who went into the final tournament day in the lead.
Rose said, "They're a long way off," as he gunned his Ranger to a cruising speed of 68 mph. All I could do was hold on to the sissy strap for dear life as we screamed 30 miles north. Read the full story at Nooga.com.