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...
Category: Fun Fishing
When no money is on the line.
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...
2025, That’s a Wrap
We were crawling back home north on the 5, tail between our legs, dodging the usual San Diego Driving Academy graduates. You know the ones. Dudes trailering boats in the fast lane, brake-checkers, and...
The Same Ole Pond
I rolled into the pond parking lot at 5:30, which was about thirty minutes later than planned. The dreaded pre-fishing Costco run got me, and if you’ve ever tried to get in and out...
Piru: The Lake That Gets No Love (But Gives It Anyway)
Let’s be real—when people talk about the “Big Three” lakes around here, Piru Lake is definitely the red-headed stepchild. Castaic? That place is a legend. Back in the ’90s, when I was still learning...
Furries and Bass, Just Another Pond Sesh
It was around 5:30 a.m. when The Gooch — yes, that’s what we call him, don’t ask — woke me up. “It’s five in the morning, David. You better be in jail, or caught...
The Dragon
This past weekend, I linked up with Phantom and El Japo for a kamikaze trip up to Lake Nacimiento — and as usual, what a trip it turned out to be. We hit the...