Sam I Am

Sam I Am

One of the reasons Hanna and I go back to Anglers Inn again and again and again is because after a dozen or so trips the staff has started to feel like family. Actually, better than family – because none of my close relatives has ever unhooked a fish for me, tied a knot for me, or jumped up from the seated position to carry my overstuffed tackle bag from my boat to my room.

Walleye Bros are Coming to Take Your Hardware

Walleye Bros are Coming to Take Your Hardware

Even though I more or less swore off competing in tournaments a few years ago, there are still certain derbies that I’m itching to fish someday. One is the US Open, which just seems badass, and another is the Sturgeon Bay Open, the 2018 iteration of which was just completed.

No Time for Strader Haters

No Time for Strader Haters

I’ve been around this sport long enough to know which anglers are generally despised and which ones are known to “do things the right way.” No, I’m not going to divulge any names from the former group, but if you read between a few lines you can probably figure some of them out. In fact, if you read between the lines, there’s a lot you can learn about the levels of respect that various anglers are afforded.

At Your Convenience

At Your Convenience

We may not always recognize it, but we are living in a golden age of fishing. Part of that is because many of our fisheries are healthier than ever. Additionally, much of our equipment is light years ahead of where it was even a decade ago. The final foundation of that three-legged stool of excellence doesn’t involve fishing directly – rather, it’s because we are living in an era of convenience store exceptionalism.

Golden Gloves

Golden Gloves

Two years ago I wrote about how Huk wisely capitalized on Greg Hackney’s inner arms and armpits, branding their logo in places where it would likely only be seen as he raised his arms in victory. Apparently his other sponsors have caught on, because during the recently-concluded Kentucky Lake Elite event I saw several pics of Hack wearing gloves with a prominently displayed TH Marine emblem on the back.

Peter Piper Picked a Peck

Peter Piper Picked a Peck

In 25 years of riding around in bass boats, I’ve seen all sorts of meals brought on board. Of course, there have been thousands of packs of Nabs and hundreds of cans of properly-aged Vienna Sausages. There’s been at least three Herefords worth of beef jerky and a gross of Pop Tarts. I’ve seen a partner eat Chinese food (with a spork) out of one of those little folding takeout containers, and I’ve witnessed another place a half rack of ribs on his butt seat for easy access.