So, when I got frustrated shore fishing and started looking for kayaks, I found Bayou Coast. It was before FB was the main means of club communications and the website had tons of information. I researched past posts and narrowed my search down to 3 brands based on reports written by [...]
FridayRolled out with hot coffee early. Made my usual stop at Cash Magic(ly dissapears) for pit stop, coffee refill and Slo Melt. Talked to several members while driving down and cruised right past the Minamalist Zone. I really didn't want anyone to know where I was fishing for the tournament, as [...]
Drove down Thursday evening after work. Reminded me of driving to Grand Isle in the 80's, before the bypass and 4 lane. No cars on the road, but slow down to 30. Really? Nothing makes me more anxious than waiting, for nothing. Arrived at Coco Marina around 730 and joined the [...]
Rolled into the fabulous Galliano Inn Friday, just in time for dinner. I was bunking with Josh Redd and Ryan Allemand. Butch Ridgedell was next door. Frank Lee and Jerry Cottrell were 2 doors down. Chris and Janie Murphy were at the other end. They declined dinner as Chris had broken [...]
Didn’t get to scout Friday because of work commitments and knew it would be lot different from the spectacular results of the previous weekend because of the week long cold front and high pressure conditions. Arrived at Bridgeside around 530 Friday afternoon and made the social rounds just before the filling [...]
So July has been outstanding! I went to Chicago for the weekend of the 4th but got back home at 145AM on the 4th, washed my face, changed clothes and went fishing with decent results. The next 2 weekends I was able to fish Saturday and Sunday both weekends, laying waste [...]
It's been a little while. Yeah, I've been a little off this year, skunking in 3 tournaments in a row. Lovely. Let's just say bad game day decisions. On a brighter note, the Monsta Banana is no longer mine. It serves another master, hopefully well. I have acquired a 2021 PA [...]
FRIDAYWoke at 320 Friday and rolled south, with fresh coffee. Plan was meet Josh Redd at Catfish Lake for some scouting. We have been on good fish further south, but the weather had been horrible all week and all bets were off. I skipped the stop with the bearded lady as [...]