I was fishing this past weekend on Lake St. Clair getting ready for our last Elite Series event of the season when something happened that I’ll never forget.
Every year at this time I review what the rest of the season will look like - this year it’s all about smallmouth bass.
Tracey and I are up in Waddington, N.Y., on a short vacation. I’m also using the time to get a quick look at the St. Lawrence River before it goes off-limits.
I’ve always said that the emotional ride of professional tournament fishing is worth the price of admission many times over.
Every Elite Series angler you talk to will tell you about the importance of having a backup plan. Usually they’re talking about a pattern on a tournament lake or an alternative way to catch fish.
I’m over on the James River getting ready for the Open that starts tomorrow.
I had an experience last weekend that reminded me of why I love the sport of fishing so much.
I spent this past weekend on Lake St. Clair. It’s one of the great fisheries in the country ...
This is a bittersweet day for me. It’ll be sweet because it’s my first Tuesday Night tournament of the season. It’s bitter because for the first time in those three decades my friend Ray Patts won’t be there.
It’s a rare tournament when conditions stay exactly the same from practice to competition.