Those blasted bass are forever endeavoring to get me to increase my already considerable inventory of various forms of profanity.
Why do I make that comment? Because just when I think I’ve got things halfway figured out those big-mouthed buggers often proceed to knock my latest theories way to hell and gone out of the piscatorial ballpark.
I’ve had opportunity to fish for bass in a whole lot of different places for more years than many less fortunate plug pitchers even get to keep on breathing. Be that as it may, I often catch myself thinking I don’t have as many for-sure answers as I think I should. [Read more…]