Gone! Another year wiser, and feeling better than ever.
Okay, it’s time for that year end summary. 2014 I didn’t fish a whole lot. Not gonna lie. Another ‘transition’ year for me, settling back into Southern California life. I’ve learned many new things in 2014, and few of them relate at all to fishing. The one biggest lesson in fishing from 2014 I will carry forward is the lethal nature of glide baits. The Slide Swimmer 250 namely blew my mind. I saw my buddy Cameron Smith call fish out from deep tule clumps with the Slide Swimmer. He was literally flipping and pitching it into little whole and stalling/twitching it out on braid and did some amazing things to pull fish out. I spent a few weeks on the White River in Arkansas. Let me tell you, the Slide Swimmer 250 did more damage in one day than I did in 6 months living in Arkansas! There is a sweet spot for a bait that can be swam, stalled, and power fished in heavy current situations.
My dad was with me when I hooked a GIANT brown trout on the Slide Swimmer 250 and followed up with one more in the boat, and one more pulled off. Crazy good day of bigbait/big fish hunting on the White River. Blazing July heat, but it burns so good with that 50 degree river water. Promar Nets become livewells in small river boats.
My PB brown trout. Stoked to say the least.
Otay Session with my boy Cameron Smith. Slide Swimmer 250, 80# braid and the LDC 8 XH rod.
The Hobie Alter Memorial Service. Fare you well Hobie. We love you in these parts.
There is this event called Stagecoach that happens out in the desert. I don’t plan on missing Stagecoach going forward. I felt really cool and awesome. There is a serious shortage of men at this event, and many cowgirls, which was a good problem to have.
Spent a day with Kevin Mattson. The Bass King. Kevin is fricking awesome and really had a fun day shooting film and just fishing.
Got Hard Drives? Yes, I’m working on DVD #2. Video editing is really hard and time consuming. 2015, I hope to release #2
Xmas 2014. Good to be home. Surround yourself with family and good friends.
I don’t dream of weighing in 30 pound sacks on Okeechobee anymore. I enjoy fishing from shore, wading, and small boats. The bang bang of bass fishing can be exhausting, but you have to chase your dreams. So go for it.