Blue Raider Bob

If I got to fish Menderchuck with AJ, I'd wear that sack forever!

They damned sure not scared of me! 😁

Dang AJ! It's 98 Degrees outside where I am. Have to start my truck and wait for the AC to muscle up before I can survive the ride home! Glad you had the lake to yourself, and the fish were eating!

You will Katie. Anyone that can carry their canoe through ink black woods before daylight will be fishing way into their 80's. You may not get to the water as fast as you used to, but you will get there just the same!

Speechless!

Maybe start using my criteria....if you hook it, and see it, you claim it! The Tennessee judges rule......NO SKUNK in Alex's boat! No prop, nut, or pin either! The fact that you had a spare prop tells me this was not your first rodeo!

Katie, I fished thirty years before I ever caught a bass as big as Jake's. I want to go fishing with Katie McKy, Pat Brown, AND JAKE!

What about "Snagless Sally"? Bait puppy made me buy two so if you need one, let me know.

Saw this today as I took a break from working and reading BR. Cracked me up and I hope it lightens your load for a moment!

But you've had a Ted Williams Gamefisher. Our lives will be forever welded by this stronger than blood bond! Not to mention the fact that we have both sunk using the aforementioned motor! For those confused by this strange passage....let me briefly explain. Way, way, many years ago, while running trot lines in the middle of the night, on a Mississippi River oxbow in eastern Arkansas, water was coming over the bow as we motored down river. All of a sudden lots of water was coming over the bow, and we nosedived! The three of us waterlogged riverboys pulled and swam the submerged johnboat to the riverbank, took off the motor, picked up the boat and turned over like a canoe, re-loaded, and after an eternity, the engine started and we went back to camp. We used the very leaky boat as a livewell and when we sank, we watched a nights worth of Chanel Cats swim away! Not to mention the floating Busch beers in the river. Turns out, the SAME THING happened to Katie! A couple thousand miles away no less, but sunk in the same way with the trusted Ted Williams Gamefisher from Sears and Roebuck! She will have to tell that story. Life is too weird and it sure is a small world!

This true. I've watched it numerous times on my pond. You can follow their path wherever they go. They are also curious and brazen. I was half dozing on my dock one day in the fading light, when one comes leaping up on my dock at my feet! He quickly made tracks as I did a "Fred Sanford" and held onto my heart. That is no way to be aroused from slumber!

Ya' know Norcal....when she is aged and slow like I am, she will still have these powerful memories to relive again and again. These special moments are momentous for you , but it is she that will use them the longest. So proud to get to watch and live through your journeys! Only when my eyes close forever will I finally say goodbye to my dad, though he's been gone since '93.

I've mentioned this many times. Just can't see how they catch them because a bass is rocket fast. With that said, every winter a otter, or otters make their way down a wet weather creek by my place and stop to clean out the pond of my biggest bass. They also take several of my biggest BG. I have videos of them playing all over the pond and bank. Wish I knew how to post them. As you see in my picture, they also make themselves at home on my dock.

That was my thinking. I have a Hybrid in my pond I see daily. It appears to be BG and Redear. Wish I could post a picture but water clarity is not good. It has the vertical bands of a BG but it is green with a large gill flap with a white boundary. The boundary has no red spot at all but it has the Shellcracker look. He certainly has an appetite.

What is really over-the-top cool is the narrow streamlet that your canoe glides into to dock at the boardwalk. Might need a post and handrail at some point as we age. I know my butt would bust a some point! 🤣