The Harbor Blueprint: A 3-Stage Visual Playbook for Marina Bass
If you’ve read this site for any length of time, you already know I spend most of my time chasing largemouth. Docks are docks. Shade is shade. Bass are bass. Sure, harbor spotted bay...
Category: Fun Fishing
When no money is on the line.
Personal Best Spots
I haven’t been on a bite like this in a long time. The last time I remember something similar was years ago at an unnamed lake in Temecula, where I was catching 75 largies...
One Angry Voice, A Hundred Happy Ones
A float tube is proof that Americans are an optimistic bunch. We willingly strap ourselves into what amounts to an inflatable recliner, kick a mile from shore with just enough fishing tackle to keep...
The Concrete Blueprint: Decoding The Vertical Spottie Game
I see a lot of guys posting float tube reports down in San Diego targeting natural bays and estuaries, fan-casting swimbaits, and slow-rolling moving baits across acres of eelgrass filled flats and channels. Even...
The June Gloom Protocol: Lost Gear, Pulled Hamstrings, and the Zen of Tubing the Marina
I pulled my hamstring the other day trying to nutmeg the dog with a fútbol move—a completely undignified injury, the details of which do not matter. The true weight of my stupidity didn’t hit...
Nobody Voluntarily Drives Anybody to LAX
The first time Lake Skinner punched me in the mouth, I was fishing a club tournament as a guest with Big Ed. Funny enough, I’d end up joining that same club years later, which...
The Pylons Always Win
I’ve started realizing that the more I fish for Spotted Bay Bass, the more they remind me of psychopathic little largemouth living in a saltwater urban housing development. “The Projects,” if you will. They...
Lake Nacimiento — The Shoreline Got Bigger
The cabin sat above a stretch of shoreline that felt familiar in a way I couldn’t quite explain. That same shoreline ate everything we threw at it back in the day—Texas rigs, drop shots,...
The 15 Pounder
It was a random Saturday in April where my tournament partner and I actually had the day off. Normally Saturdays start with alarms going off at ungodly hours and us finishing our sleep in...
The First Stock of 2026
On most days, the city pond is just water and grass blending into East LA. But every so often, it hosts an event. You can tell because people start showing up early and standing...