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Passing Gas

Passing Gas

The recent Elite Series tournament at Winyah Bay was presented as a binary choice – do you make the long run to the (assumedly better) fishery in the Cooper River, or stay close and get more fishing time? Within those two choices, though, there were strategic elements that had the potential to derail even the “proper” choice.

Along for the Ride

Along for the Ride

I’ve blogged for B.A.S.S. at the last 10 Bassmaster Classics, and while I still geek out on it, the boat rides scare the hell out of me. Between wind, boat wakes and general idiocy on the water, I assume that there’s at least a 42.8% chance that meet my eventual demise trying to track down some glitter boat chasing fishing immortality.

Jumping Ship

Jumping Ship

So far pro bass fishing’s “silly season” of sponsorship announcements has been pretty mild. There have been a few small tackle deals here and there, some comparatively inconsequential (at least to the fans) non-endemics, but no tree-shaking, yeti-slaughtering acts of commerce that’ll change the landscape.

Texas Rigged -- Don't Tell My Wife Edition

Texas Rigged -- Don't Tell My Wife Edition

The boat-slash-planter pictured above was in the yard across the street from the house where I stayed at Rayburn last week. The rear of the boat is covered in foliage, so I cannot tell if it is under the Johnny Morris umbrella, although if it's not now it likely will be soon.

Monopoly Money?

Monopoly Money?

Ever since the boating arm of the Johnny Morris empire purchased Legend last week, I’ve been besieged by emails and phone messages inquiring whether his position in the bass boat industry violates any sort of antitrust laws. I have repeatedly had to answer that I really don’t know because in three years of law school and nearly 22 years of practice I’ve never studied antitrust law nor dealt with a matter in which it was a factor.