Do You Really Want to Be a Tournament Bass Fisherman? (Part 1 of 4)

Do You Really Want to Be a Tournament Bass Fisherman? (Part 1 of 4)

By Randy (Randman011) Yancey

 

It’s early, for me and most folks anyway, 5am on a Saturday morning! As I sit here at my dining room table, I’m feeling guilty. I’m also felling disappointed, blah and a little ‘down in the mouth’!

Yes, guilty!

 

You see, I’m a ‘life-long’ bass fisherman, who in the past 3-4 years, has been consumed with my love of the wonderful sport of fishing, especially bass fishing! By consumed, I mean, lately especially, as I’ve gotten older, I not only ‘do it’ but I live it, think about it, study it, speak it, watch it, and even dream about it!

 

I know, it sounds ridiculous, even to me as I write it!

 

Yet, as I sit here, having my first (and usually my last) cup of coffee of the day, I know for example that somewhere around 40 miles from my front door, between 20 and 25 of my ‘fishing’ buddies are just now taking off in their bass boats, rain gear already in use, for our bass club’s fourth official ‘points’ tournament (our club ‘skips’ January) of the 2017 season.

 

Our club, of which I’m one of the ‘newest’ members, this being my first year, is one of the oldest, and longest lived clubs here in southwest Missouri. Tri County Bass Club, of St. Roberts, Missouri (near Fort Leonard Wood) according to its Facebook page anyway, was founded in 1989.

 

Because of the club’s location near FLW, is made up of mostly D.O.D employees/contractors and/or US Army soldiers (Thank you for your service, by the way!) these guys are the best! It’s no wonder to me why the club has such ‘longevity’. These guys are task oriented, ‘get it done’ type people, the ‘best’ of the best, so to speak!

 

“Now, as far as explaining my feeling ‘guilty’, I should explain a little bit about myself. I’m in my early 60’s, recently ‘semi-retired’ after a 40+ year career in sales, sales management and business ownership, mostly here in the midwestern United States. After having some health problems, stemming mostly from both not handling ‘stress’ well, and spending 20 years as a ‘workaholic’, I decided that I was going to work less and spend more time doing and spending time on or with whose activities or people I most enjoyed or loved!

That probably is one of the main reasons I’m alive to write this story. When I had ‘open heart’ surgery at the young age of 43, I totally had to change some things about how I viewed life. Life, meaning money, things, people and ‘how I spent my time’, etc. That was in 1997! I made a commitment to myself, and unknown to them, my family. That commitment was that I was going to spend more time doing those activities or spending time with those people, whom meant the most to me. And less time working and chasing those things like money, bigger homes, and ‘things’ in general. It was what saved me.

 

Herein lies the root of my guilt!”

 

Back to bass fishing.

 

The reason I sit here feeling guilty is quite simple really. Since Monday, I have spent countless hours, and several twenty dollar bills getting ready for this Saturday’s bass club tournament. Including a ‘not so successful’ (1 post-spawn scrawny 15” keeper and 7 non-keepers) pre-fishing trip to Stockton Lake on Tuesday, I easily spent 30-40 hours focusing on the upcoming bass tournament. Including adding ‘new’ fluorocarbon line to 3 or 4 of my 11 or 12 fishing rigs, watching constant bass fishing videos and TV shows and re-tying almost ‘all’ of my fishing rigs, some more than ‘once’. Buying tie down straps for my most recent ‘project’ bass boat, $40-$50 worth of jig heads, single spins, soft plastic, and so forth. Can you relate?

 

{Continued next post, Part 2}

 

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