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: Urban Fishing
Cholos and carp and everything in between
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...
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...
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...
Jerks at the Pond
Omar, the resident high school dropout, was whizzing past on his 3 thousand dollar scooter just as I was releasing another chunky 2 pounder back into the aquamarine colored pond. He stopped to chat...
“Stalking” Day at Probation
It’s stocking day at Probation Pond, and the locals couldn’t be happier, as the ramp was loaded with anxious individuals ready to score a stocker, or 12. I saw the Merry Men of Sherwood...
Of Lost Swimbaits and Near Decapitations
I know a guy who fishes the pond who is one of those “I Only Throw Swimbaits” guys. He eats, sleeps and $hits swimbaits. A few days ago, he had made his way down...