Brainerd Lakes Bassmasters 2006 state team. Pictured here is Dan Doughty, myself, Jim Eide, Keith Tuma, Chad Invalson and Troy Bruns.
Me and my boat wave day #1.It's taken me awhile to write about this because it wasn't one of my best experiences. A couple weeks ago I suited up and headed for Gull Lake for the two day Minnesota B.A.S.S. State Tournament of Champions. What an experience. I totally bombed but learned a lot. The first thing I learned was there are some really nice guys out there. The second thing I learned is, they aren't all nice.
The first day I fished with a nice guy. John Murphy from Lake Elmo. He wasn't the most competitive guy, he didn't know Gull Lake much at all and he didn't want to run to the north end of the lake to fish my spots. We were in his boat and so I let him call the shots. All in all we had a pretty good day on the water. It was sunny and hot. My friend Ellie, Makita, Jessi, Mike and the kids came to watch me weigh in.
Me and John at Day #1 weigh-in
The second day wasn't such a good day. I fished with a local guy. He was very competitive and did know the lake like the back of his hand. You would think this would be a better day for me. Not so. This guy was unbelievable. I've never fished with such an ass. We went into Round lake, with a push pole (that's right...we pushed our way into another lake with a pole). When we drew names for our partners for that day, he (Dennis...hey if you miss spell his name Denis it looks very close to what his name should be, except for with a P) was very relieved I wasn't 300 pounds so we could get the boat through literally inches of water between Gull and Round. In his words "you'll do just fine". It was very cold and windy that day. I never took my Gortex off. I fished very poorly and hated every minute I was there.
The first day I fished with a nice guy. John Murphy from Lake Elmo. He wasn't the most competitive guy, he didn't know Gull Lake much at all and he didn't want to run to the north end of the lake to fish my spots. We were in his boat and so I let him call the shots. All in all we had a pretty good day on the water. It was sunny and hot. My friend Ellie, Makita, Jessi, Mike and the kids came to watch me weigh in.
Me and John at Day #1 weigh-inThe second day wasn't such a good day. I fished with a local guy. He was very competitive and did know the lake like the back of his hand. You would think this would be a better day for me. Not so. This guy was unbelievable. I've never fished with such an ass. We went into Round lake, with a push pole (that's right...we pushed our way into another lake with a pole). When we drew names for our partners for that day, he (Dennis...hey if you miss spell his name Denis it looks very close to what his name should be, except for with a P) was very relieved I wasn't 300 pounds so we could get the boat through literally inches of water between Gull and Round. In his words "you'll do just fine". It was very cold and windy that day. I never took my Gortex off. I fished very poorly and hated every minute I was there.
So all in all...I got that out of my system. I don't think I'll be jumping in to fish State anymore.
Me weighing in the second day. As you can see I was bundled up.
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