JHall

If I have shiners that see the light of day long enough to even think about dying in my minnow bucket, I just try to keep the water really cool. I may take some ice from my drink cooler and drop it in my bucket. During the winter (I'm in the south) i usually don't have to worry about losing any.

In response to your dilaema, tell your girlfriend she needs a shrink because she changes clothes x many times before she goes out. When she tells you that it different, tell her she is just trying to see what things look like and you are simply doing the same. Either that or start fishing buttnaked from the front porch and if she asks what the heck you're doin, tell her, "Shhhh... the trees have ears and they work for the FBI and they are trying to steal my top secret cast so they can bring down the KGB but instead I am showing them an altered version of the cast that will only feed the children of Ethiopia." , then see if fishing in the bath tub seems weird to her.

You mean to tell me you can fish from the toilet??!! Man, my mornings just got better!

Does anyone know how to get ahold of Bill Linder, a Photographer whos main-stay is shooting specialty fishing and fish-related photos? I have tried to look up his website and for some reason, I cannot seem to pull up his name. I see his work everywhere however, I cannot seem to locate his contact info.

Are there any posts or columns addressing the techniques of using a roostertail? Anyone have any anectdotes, canter, horror stories, advise on throwing and retrieving these little rascals?

Well, Id say that any one, man or woman, that will go out and buy 8 thousand dollars worth of mostly useless stuff, take a chance on buying a boat while making morgage and truck payments, put up with a spouse who constantly complains about them not being there enough, stay up till the wee hours of the morning researching the sport and the subject, spend the whole next day cramming all 8 thousand dollars of stuff into four compartments on the boat, go to sleep late, wake up early early early to brave conditions the postman wouldn't even think about, sit in a cramped boat for ten hours with no bite and just when they are ready to give it up and go home, feel one tiny tap and stays out for another six hours, come home, go to work and think about fishing all day while accomplishing little if any actual work, ..... may be slightly interested. Oh... by the way,,, I'm obsessed.

If I had a favourite pro to follow, it would have to be Bassresource's very own J.T. Bagwell! He seems alright .... for a yankee.

Crank, I'm happy for you! However, I think that this will be slightly out shadowed when BAsSMASTER celebrates his five hundred thousandth post tomorrow. heheh.

Why of course, the most obvious answer.... Endlessly scour the archives and forums of BASSRESOURCE.COM

Drop shot a deep-diving crankbait? huh?? ... jk

Im looking for some lessons on fishing a zara. Santa was good to me this past year and delivered one in my stocking. However, he did not include instuctions. I am a detailed person, so be as detailed as you want to be in your explainations.

As promised from a previous topic, let's hear all you ol' timers and young hot shots and everone in between sound off on your favourite homemade attractants.

Well... I was fishing on Caddo lake with some friends. We were all on one side of the boat looking at something, I don't recall. The other two guy decided to moved to the other side of the boat..... cause and effect, boat rocks. However, as I am falling (in slow motion, mind you) I look up and who do I see, but this touring boat full of ( I kid you not) girl scout den mothers on retreat, watching and looking intently at me. Just as I hit the water, i notice one start to stand and when I sufaced, click, four cameras went off. And how, you might ask, did I know that they were touring girl scout den mothers? Well, my buds and I stayed in a lodge that weekend, along with 14 older ladies.... who just so happened to be girl scout den mothers. When we got in later that evening, they made me feel right at home and got me drunker than snot. (pitty drinks) Dwars whiskey and coke make a goooooood many sympathy drinks.

I must concur with D. Taylor. When faced with a slump of any sort; keep going. Unless, of course, it is sky diving. I digress. Even as a professional photographer, I go through slumps. I feel as though I am doing the same exact thing over and over again. What do I do? I shoot more. Inspiration comes, or, in you case (and mine) the fish'll bite when they are hungry.

Well, first off: Stickling and others who have found this practice offensive, please accept my appologies to you (I am also fully aware I do not need to appologize to you but to mother nature so, see this as a start). I am not looking to cause trouble or stir up not-so-good emotions. I will rethink my position on using these "attractants" and opt for some of the more colorful ones posted here. After I am done here, I shall create a new Post for recipes, however I am not sure whether to post it here or in "Equipment". Secondly, thank you all for answering my question, whether you were "yah" or "nah". And thirdly, Glenn, your post made me get to thinking... what is the likely-hood that all of the shark attack victims have hemmeroids or at least, a large percent of them and, should I ever aquire the hemmeroidal problems afore mentioned, remind me not to go swimming. Good night all.