Archive for the ‘Bad Judgment’ Category

When I first started collecting fishing gear, I had one rod, and one tackle box. The rod was used in salt or fresh water. I used it to catch 4-inch bluegills in a local pond, and I hauled in 20-inch striped bass out of saltwater. My tacklebox had one rack for freshwater (hooks, and bobbers…that’s it), and one for saltwater (hooks and sinkers).

Those days are astern. Now I have a specific rod for each… READ THE REST

(Editor’s Note: Todd wrote this story, but I added my comments in red.  At least I think it’s red, being color blind and all.)

Years ago when Matt and I first started fishing together, trips were pretty straight forward. We were both too poor for charter boats or guides, or even decent tackle. Back then, all the fishing gear I owned fit neatly in half of the back seat of my car with room… READ THE REST

My wife gets this little eye twitch when you bring up the topic of coolers at our house. She swears that she wasn’t terrified of coolers until after she married me, but I have my doubts. Deep-seated fear like that doesn’t happen overnight.

Like any outdoorsman, I’ve had my share of coolers over the years that have met with various fates. I’ve had coolers fall out of the boat in rough seas, watched them fall… READ THE REST