I said yesterday that I thought this Classic would be different because you wouldn't need fish for three days. Honestly, when I wrote that I believed one good day would be enough this year. After today, you can throw that idea out the window.
I said yesterday that I thought this Classic would be different because you wouldn’t need fish for three days. Honestly, when I wrote that I believed one good day would be enough this year. After today, you can throw that idea out the window
Today was Media Day. I spent the first part of it with all sorts of writers and photographers. I always enjoy that. I have to admit, however, that I'm chomping at the bit to get going. I can't wait to get the 2010 Bassmaster Classic underway.
Today was the last practice day before competition starts on Friday. I had a pretty good practice, all things considered. At least I accomplished some of the things I wanted to get done. That's not to say it's getting much better out there, though. It's still really tough.
My professional performance is important to me. I want to do my best every time I launch my boat. It's not always about where I finish in a tournament, although that does matter. It's knowing that I did the best I possibly could and that I didn't leave anything out on the water.
I've always said that the toughest fishing in the world is when the water's cold and muddy. Nowhere was that more evident than on Lay Lake last weekend during the official practice period. It was by far the most difficult Classic practice I've ever fished.
As you can see, Jackson got his first buck this year. It was the last day of muzzleloader season. We were hunting near a food plot when about 20 does wandered into an open field. We waited. I figured a buck would show at some point. Finally this one did.
Now's a great time to go fishing if you pick a good venue, choose the right day, dress properly and fish the right areas with the right baits.
I'm on my way back from a hunting trip in Kansas. Was it ever a trip! I shot a buck — eight points — that'll probably score somewhere around 145. That's not the biggest deer in the world, but it's respectable for an eight-pointer. I'm happy with it.
Nicholas got his first buck. He was hunting with my brother-in-law, Russ Campbell, when, late in the day, just about the time they were thinking abut packing it in, a nice buck came into their area. Nicholas stayed calm, took his time and made a clean 130-yard shot with his muzzleloader. That's a heck of a shot for any hunter, much less a young man trying to kill his first buck.