Tom Chandler over at TroutUnderground recently posed the question: What if Bassmaster-style competition came to fly fishing? Would that be a good thing? There were lots of responses to the question. Some were for it, some against it, some sickened by it, some took advantage of the opportunity to joke around. What is puzzling is why no one asked the more important question: What does Hawgdaddy think about it?
Well, Hawgdaddy has a history here. I fished bass tournaments with my father from the time I was around ten years old. I got into tournament angling pretty seriously during my high school days, fishing all I could afford. My college years marked the beginning of the end of my tournament fishing. For several reasons. Lack of money, lack of time, and the infant stirrings of a suspicion that something was seriously wrong with the path my life was taking. Coincidentally, I took up fly fishing at about the same time as starting college. I still fished the occasional tournament, but I began to lose the excitement. At present, I don’t know if I’ll ever take part in another competitive fishing event. If I do, it will be a small affair with friends. And I probably won’t like it a whole lot, enjoying the hanging out with friends much more than the competition. Continue reading Fly Fishing Tournaments?
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The latest from Flint River Correspondent Matt…
This past Christmas season, I participated in the gala on-line event of the year: the Quad Gift Exchange on TiderInsider. For those of you not in-the-know, TiderInsider (‘TI’ to those of us in the know) is a huge fan chat site for University of Alabama fans. We go there to get the inside scoop on Bama. Pontificate on the future, and whine about how good things used to be.
At any rate, one forum on the site, ‘The Quad,’ is dedicated to useless banter – discussions and conversations that don’t, really, have anything to do with Bama whatsoever, but are loads of fun anyway. One of the regulars on the forum came up with the idea that we’d all throw our electronic hats in the ring and buy a gift for a complete stranger, mailing it off only to receive a gift from a complete stranger in return. It worked out gloriously. My gift? – a book called ManSpace: A Primal Guide to Marking Your Territory
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The Man Space book is one of the coolest reads I’ve ever laid eyes on. In fact, it’s replaced The Alphabet of Manliness in the only Man Space I could find in my house: the upstairs bathroom…
(Note: The Alphabet of Manliness may be simultaneously the funniest book I’ve ever read in my life and the most offensive thing ever written. Should you get a copy, thank me for the laughs, but keep it away from your women and children…) Continue reading Artificially Angry: Why Lure Fishermen Need Therapy..
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