I ordered a book from Amazon last week, which is not unusual because I try to read two books every month, but rarely have I anticipated one quite this much. In fact, I don’t think any Robbins family member has been so excited for a new volume since my 9-year-old nephew wore his full Gryffindor suit for a month while waiting for the 872nd Harry Potter book to come out.
I’ve been to many but not most of the top tournament bass fisheries in the United States – from Okeechobee to Guntersville to Rayburn/Fork/Toledo/Falcon to the Cal Delta to Table Rock and on and on and on. Nevertheless, there are several that I’ve inexplicably missed. For at least a decade I’ve wanted to fish both Clear Lake and Champlain, and nothing has really prevented me from going except too many other options. Champlain has been on the list so long that its spot at the top of the eastern “want list” has been usurped by the Thousand Islands.