A great ORCA National (photos and story Updated!)
A great ORCA National (photos and story Updated!)
Sorry to leave everyone in the dark, but no, I didn't actually fall off the face of the Earth! Just need some time to let the dust settle and get my pictures loaded to share. Hang in there!
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Robyn Summerlin
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Fishing Trip?
Brian-
Pls include a report of your Sunday offshore trip, if it wasn't cancelled. Up here we had lightning, rain and gale-force winds and I was wondering about you and your group. That's Texas weather for you!
Robyn
Pls include a report of your Sunday offshore trip, if it wasn't cancelled. Up here we had lightning, rain and gale-force winds and I was wondering about you and your group. That's Texas weather for you!
Robyn
Hawaii reel collector goes to Houston..... comes back alive!
Yeee-Haaah! Left Honolulu Mon. night and spent the next 12 hrs. flying with two transfers in SF and Denver. Landed in Dallas/FW Tues., where I spent the night with a Don K. and his family who relocated to the area from Hawaii about 15 years ago. New member, Don, and I set out Wed. morning to head south but made a quick stop at the Bass Pro Shop just outside of Dallas - what a gigantic store!
Arrived at Columbia Lakes on Wed. afternoon after the 5 hour drive – whoo-hoo, not used to driving more than 1 hr. here on an island! Checked in at the Convention headquarters and ran into Jim Schottenham and Dwight McKenna, who clued us in on the fantastic fishing right outside of our cottage door. Sure enough, there were 6-7 lb. bass swimming around under the bridges but I was able to land only a couple of small ones. Harvey Musselman and Don hooked into and lost several big ones but Harvey landed one about 5 lbs. on a topwater as the sun set. Hope to post a photo later.
Meanwhile, I hit the rooms hunting for big Pfluegers. Carl Schultz and Len Sawisch, our room mates, eventually arrived and unpacked their goodies. I learned a lot about selling / buying – the first reels I bought, a hard rubber/gs montague and a jeweled baitcaster, were from Lenny – what a salesman. No Pfluegers yet but still plenty of time. Took a break for a great Mexican Fiesta dinner and then back to making the rounds. We were all winding down for an early start time to the next day’s fishing tournament when we get a knock on the door. I was thinking to myself, “Man, these guys don’t hesitate to roust you out of bed to see your stuff!”. But it was Jim Madden and Don Champion hunting down the elusive Harvey G. Told them I heard he was out roughing up the gators down the road –those poor TX gators never had a chance. Harvey later tells me they weren’t nearly as tough as the ones he tangles with in FL.
Started Thurs. off with a couple of 5:30 am breakfeast burritos and set out to the lake for the tournament. Everyone hopped into a boat and off we went. Being the novices, we didn’t realize we lacked seats and a push pole for our boat! – they tossed us some life preservers and we sat on the floor - that was painful. Ran into a couple of bass before we saw our first gator – a small 4 footer.
A small gator that was interested in the SOS that Don borrowed from Harvey M.
Don K. of Dallas/FW with his first largemouth bass.
Don caught all the fish in our boat using one of Harvey’s SOS minnows and newer spinners. I used everything from topwater to, of course, Hawaiian Wigglers but I ended up coming to the conclusion that there was a reason they were old lures. But more likely, I needed a few bass fishing lessons.
Tom Harwood came into the dock with his flags ‘a-flyin.
Back at the dock, everyone was curios about the biggest fish – I think it ended up a 21 incher. Left to right, Harvey M., Bill Muth, Jim S., Phil White and Len Sawisch.
Back at the hotel, everyone was anxious to get rid of that bad taste of whitewash – or at least I was – and we hit the lagoons. That’s our cottage in background with Don, Len and Jack Bright in the background.
Finally! My first largemouth bass. Caught on a Pflueger Supreme and South Bend lock tite rod with a rubber worm.
Carl Schultz taking in some rays.
Colby Sorrels, Nello Armstrong and Alan Barraco did a great job with the Texas fishing history and Langley seminar – very informative and entertaining. Greeted our guest for the longcasting demo, Lou McEachern and his wife Terea. Before he knew it, Lou was signed up as a new member and making the rounds, looking for reels. At the members and spouses dinner meeting, Phil White received an honorary plaque for serving as Reel News editor – what a job! Another nite of room trading, showing Lou around and introducing him. John Gland showed me a nice unmarked Pflueger saltwater reel and, of course, it left the room with me. Thanks John!
Friday morning started off with a lively breakfeast with the board. Business was taken care of and announcements were made about next year’s National in NY. Looks like it’ll be another good one but Jim S. and Henry C. will have their hands full with trying to top this year! There was a lively discussion about the casting and fishing tournament rules on eligible tackle – Tom H. put it in perspective, saying he thought it was neat to have so many who participate that are so passionate about ORCA. After things calmed down a bit, I had a few minutes to deliver a note of thanks and a gift to Phil on behalf of a bunch of his cyberfriends that frequent this Reel Talk message board and his websites. As Andy Foster, our president, got Phil to stand up, there were warnings to the likes of “Here come the dancing girls…” I had to break the news, however, that although this was Texas, I wasn’t going to do a lap dance for him. He was very surprised…..about the notes and gift that is.
Lou McEachern, the man who cast a sinker over the roof of the Houston Astrodome, got things rolling with an eye popping demonstration of his longcasting technique. He went through an array of various casts with different rod and reel combinations, including a broomstick and a cast from his knees that went farther than anything I could do standing. This cast, with his tournament rod and reel, did travel 700+ feet even though he wasn’t really “pumped” as he would be in a competition. I thanked him for “easing up” so that my cast wouldn’t look too ridiculous but I demonstrated a Hawaii-style surf cast with a Templar 1419 ¾ loaded with 80 lb. test and an 8 oz. sinker.
Big Lou explaining how he launched one clear over the Houston Astrodome roof.
Lou’s arsenal for the day: Montague surf rod w/ Pflueger Oceanic (display only), Calcutta bamboo w/ Pflueger Sea King, surf rod w/ Penn Senator 6/0 & 80 lb test, contemporary graphite rod w/ Pflueger Templar 1419 ¾ & 80 lb., older model Lamiglass surf rod, graphite rod w/ ABU Ultra Mag II, similar set up but for tournament use, broomstick w/ 1 guide and a casting reel.
Big Lou with his tournament rod and hat spun around backwards to get some serious distance.
Participated in the casting tournament this year after judging last year. Although I did see Bill Muth and Bill Peters moving to dodge some of my high altitude bombs, I vowed not to seriously injure or maim anyone and I think I reached my goal. Now, next year, I’ll work on hitting the target once in a while. (Hmm, I guess that means I’m already planning to go to NY?)
The casting begins: L-R Allan Barraco, Ken Davidson, Laurie Bingham, Robyn Summerlin, Warren Platt’s cousin - Brent Wagaman, Jim Madden, Lorraine Lawrence, Nello Armstrong, Dan Basore, Ben Kocian, Warren Platt and Henry Caldwell. I apologize if I spelled any names wrong.
L-R: Jay Herbert, Tom Harwood, Bill Muth, Jim Schottenham, Don Champion, Allan Barraco, Ken Davidson, Laurie Bingham and Richard Lodge still looking for bass off in the distant far right.
Texas BBQ lunch was tasty. Reel toss had four competitors and Big Lou went home with the trophy and reels. Then it was off to another excellent seminar by Nello and Lorraine Lawrence on reel cleaning. I missed the fireworks that opened the show (I hear it was literally fireworks) but there was just so much information, my head might have exploded if I did make the whole thing!
Set up for the show Fri. eve and learned a bit about how to snap things up while you’re “setting up”. Meanwhile Don, Tom H. and Harvey went after more bass on the lake. The fish were really biting with Don at something like 20+ and Harvey in the double digits. Tom H’s day was a true test of a fisherman’s will – but he was a good sport about it and very philosophical. He could have sung the whitewash blues right then and there, according to Harvey Garrison's qualifications.
On a recommendation by Tom Eidson, convention host, we tracked down incredible food at Bay Seafood and Steakhouse Restaurant. Bill Peters and George McCabe joined us. It was so good that we went back the next night to have fresh oysters, stuffed crab, grilled snapper and “dirty rice”! Literally rolled home and hoped we could rise early for the show.
Lorraine Lawrence’s Irish reel display. I really liked the hard rubber/brass example and wanted to see some of her rare Pfluegers too!
Richard Lodge and I shared a table to combine our air freight-only displays. We thought we’d get an award for the most unusual combination or at least for greatest distance traveled from East of West. To add to Harvey’s post, George Steuver, an early ORCA VP, set up the NY reel display. Bill Land and John Gland’s exploded reel display was the talk of the show. All of the displays were excellent!
Photo courtesy of Richard Lodge
The show seemed lively and most table holders I talked to commented that they did pretty well selling stuff. Saw lots of others walking around with reels in their hands so I’m sure everyone found something to show off back home. Even my new recruits, Don and Big Lou went home with an old reel or two, three…. The auction saw a fellow walk in with several hundred reels, including a couple of Vom Hofe bay reels. One nice HR/GS saltwater reel brought in by one of the resort employees went unsold – apparently, the price didn’t reach her satisfaction.
Close up of Warren Platt’s incredible Talbot display.
Jim Schottenham and his Follet reel display with a couple of Follet descendents who just happened to walk into the show.
Texas’ Jim McPhail‘s fisherman’s vest from Thailand.
After the show, the foursome of Tom H., Harvey M., Don and I headed back to the lake. We had to cheer Tom up and he did end up having the time of his life. The fish were cooperating again and after we had all hooked our share of bass, Tom and Don ran into a gator not far from the boathouse. They had seen others earlier, even a 12 footer, but they decided they were up for another challenge. Tom buzzed a topwater “snake” next to the gator’s head (for a bass, of course) and, as the lure went by, the gator turned and snapped down onto it so fast they didn’t even see the lure disappear. The gator then turned away and the line cut. Don cast his topwater in its direction and the gator slooowly turned to follow it back to the boat, all the while chomping on Tom’s lure. As Don retrieved his lure, the gator, as if in defiance and ultimate insult to Tom, spit out the “snake” and swam away. It was as if the gator was bringing it back to the boat to spit it out back at them - “ptooey”. The pair went to retrieve the floating lure and as Don reached into the water to retrieve it, they happened to notice the gator had sunk back into the murky water – “Make sure you find that gator before I reach in to grab this lure!” We were all laughing so hard, it’ll make this something to remember forever. Tom now has a very unique lure and story to share with fellow collectors – one with gator teeth marks in it! I’ll try to get a picture from Tom to post here. I almost made them run back to the room for my Templar and Lou’s broomstick rod.
Harvey M. getting ready to “school” a neophyte bass fisherman.
One of the 10 bass that I was lucky enough to snag. Notice we lost the antique tackle and had absolutely no qualms about it at this point!
On the way back from another fab dinner, we drove by this gator on the road, just a little past the turn into the resort. Spun back around to get a closer look and, even though many cars passed, he was still there. Earlier, we were all curios as to why the resort sign had a picture of a grinning gator on it. But then the thought of how we all walked back and forth across the lagoons in the dark………. ..
Back to pack up and check out for an early departure. I don’t know if you all ran into her on the showroom floor during the day but the night desk person was an interesting person. Tom (“Gator Boy”) and Harvey tried their darndest to get a smile out of her but no luck – she was seriously in need of some humor. When I said I recognized her and asked if she had been working during that day, she replied “yes, and I work the ‘graveyard shift’ at night”. I almost couldn’t contain myself.
We left early Sun morning to do some saltwater fishing at Matagorda with Mike Mosely, a guide recommended by Tom Eidson. He is one of the two best in town but the weather and winds were simply not going to cooperate and everything, and I mean everything shut down. Dave Erickson joined us and we did land a few speckled trout, couple of saltwater catfish (hardheads) and a flounder. We should have known things were not right when lots of the shrimp Mike loaded into the livewell had jumped out onto the deck! It was an interesting experience and environment anyway. We did not run into the storms but probably missed them by an hour or so. The sky was looking bad and Mike was looking kind of nervous so even though we wanted to try to the bitter end, I decided we should head on in. There must have been some serious “frog strangling” going on after we left. Fortunately, we even beat the storm going up North. Robyn, thanks for your concern - I was beginning to think it was all a bad dream but we beat out the storm and went home dry. After what ended up being a 10 hour drive due to traffic, we were back in DFW by 10:30.
Don and a flounder that went home for a tasty meal. That’s our guide, Mike Mosely.
I attended last year’s national in Fife, WA and have to say, as much fun as it was last year, I had an even better time. Of course the fishing was good and there were simply tons of reels to be ogled at, but everyone there made it an event I’ll never forget. Thank you Tom Eidson, Jay Herbert, Bryce Tawny, Lorraine Lawrence, Colby Sorrells, Nello Armstrong, Steve Riggins, host spouses, Big Lou, everyone that I’ve left out but made this such a great event and all you other members that I got to see again or meet for the first time! It was something I’ll never forget. See you all in NY next year…hopefully!
Arrived at Columbia Lakes on Wed. afternoon after the 5 hour drive – whoo-hoo, not used to driving more than 1 hr. here on an island! Checked in at the Convention headquarters and ran into Jim Schottenham and Dwight McKenna, who clued us in on the fantastic fishing right outside of our cottage door. Sure enough, there were 6-7 lb. bass swimming around under the bridges but I was able to land only a couple of small ones. Harvey Musselman and Don hooked into and lost several big ones but Harvey landed one about 5 lbs. on a topwater as the sun set. Hope to post a photo later.
Meanwhile, I hit the rooms hunting for big Pfluegers. Carl Schultz and Len Sawisch, our room mates, eventually arrived and unpacked their goodies. I learned a lot about selling / buying – the first reels I bought, a hard rubber/gs montague and a jeweled baitcaster, were from Lenny – what a salesman. No Pfluegers yet but still plenty of time. Took a break for a great Mexican Fiesta dinner and then back to making the rounds. We were all winding down for an early start time to the next day’s fishing tournament when we get a knock on the door. I was thinking to myself, “Man, these guys don’t hesitate to roust you out of bed to see your stuff!”. But it was Jim Madden and Don Champion hunting down the elusive Harvey G. Told them I heard he was out roughing up the gators down the road –those poor TX gators never had a chance. Harvey later tells me they weren’t nearly as tough as the ones he tangles with in FL.
Started Thurs. off with a couple of 5:30 am breakfeast burritos and set out to the lake for the tournament. Everyone hopped into a boat and off we went. Being the novices, we didn’t realize we lacked seats and a push pole for our boat! – they tossed us some life preservers and we sat on the floor - that was painful. Ran into a couple of bass before we saw our first gator – a small 4 footer.
A small gator that was interested in the SOS that Don borrowed from Harvey M.
Don K. of Dallas/FW with his first largemouth bass.
Don caught all the fish in our boat using one of Harvey’s SOS minnows and newer spinners. I used everything from topwater to, of course, Hawaiian Wigglers but I ended up coming to the conclusion that there was a reason they were old lures. But more likely, I needed a few bass fishing lessons.
Tom Harwood came into the dock with his flags ‘a-flyin.
Back at the dock, everyone was curios about the biggest fish – I think it ended up a 21 incher. Left to right, Harvey M., Bill Muth, Jim S., Phil White and Len Sawisch.
Back at the hotel, everyone was anxious to get rid of that bad taste of whitewash – or at least I was – and we hit the lagoons. That’s our cottage in background with Don, Len and Jack Bright in the background.
Finally! My first largemouth bass. Caught on a Pflueger Supreme and South Bend lock tite rod with a rubber worm.
Carl Schultz taking in some rays.
Colby Sorrels, Nello Armstrong and Alan Barraco did a great job with the Texas fishing history and Langley seminar – very informative and entertaining. Greeted our guest for the longcasting demo, Lou McEachern and his wife Terea. Before he knew it, Lou was signed up as a new member and making the rounds, looking for reels. At the members and spouses dinner meeting, Phil White received an honorary plaque for serving as Reel News editor – what a job! Another nite of room trading, showing Lou around and introducing him. John Gland showed me a nice unmarked Pflueger saltwater reel and, of course, it left the room with me. Thanks John!
Friday morning started off with a lively breakfeast with the board. Business was taken care of and announcements were made about next year’s National in NY. Looks like it’ll be another good one but Jim S. and Henry C. will have their hands full with trying to top this year! There was a lively discussion about the casting and fishing tournament rules on eligible tackle – Tom H. put it in perspective, saying he thought it was neat to have so many who participate that are so passionate about ORCA. After things calmed down a bit, I had a few minutes to deliver a note of thanks and a gift to Phil on behalf of a bunch of his cyberfriends that frequent this Reel Talk message board and his websites. As Andy Foster, our president, got Phil to stand up, there were warnings to the likes of “Here come the dancing girls…” I had to break the news, however, that although this was Texas, I wasn’t going to do a lap dance for him. He was very surprised…..about the notes and gift that is.
Lou McEachern, the man who cast a sinker over the roof of the Houston Astrodome, got things rolling with an eye popping demonstration of his longcasting technique. He went through an array of various casts with different rod and reel combinations, including a broomstick and a cast from his knees that went farther than anything I could do standing. This cast, with his tournament rod and reel, did travel 700+ feet even though he wasn’t really “pumped” as he would be in a competition. I thanked him for “easing up” so that my cast wouldn’t look too ridiculous but I demonstrated a Hawaii-style surf cast with a Templar 1419 ¾ loaded with 80 lb. test and an 8 oz. sinker.
Big Lou explaining how he launched one clear over the Houston Astrodome roof.
Lou’s arsenal for the day: Montague surf rod w/ Pflueger Oceanic (display only), Calcutta bamboo w/ Pflueger Sea King, surf rod w/ Penn Senator 6/0 & 80 lb test, contemporary graphite rod w/ Pflueger Templar 1419 ¾ & 80 lb., older model Lamiglass surf rod, graphite rod w/ ABU Ultra Mag II, similar set up but for tournament use, broomstick w/ 1 guide and a casting reel.
Big Lou with his tournament rod and hat spun around backwards to get some serious distance.
Participated in the casting tournament this year after judging last year. Although I did see Bill Muth and Bill Peters moving to dodge some of my high altitude bombs, I vowed not to seriously injure or maim anyone and I think I reached my goal. Now, next year, I’ll work on hitting the target once in a while. (Hmm, I guess that means I’m already planning to go to NY?)
The casting begins: L-R Allan Barraco, Ken Davidson, Laurie Bingham, Robyn Summerlin, Warren Platt’s cousin - Brent Wagaman, Jim Madden, Lorraine Lawrence, Nello Armstrong, Dan Basore, Ben Kocian, Warren Platt and Henry Caldwell. I apologize if I spelled any names wrong.
L-R: Jay Herbert, Tom Harwood, Bill Muth, Jim Schottenham, Don Champion, Allan Barraco, Ken Davidson, Laurie Bingham and Richard Lodge still looking for bass off in the distant far right.
Texas BBQ lunch was tasty. Reel toss had four competitors and Big Lou went home with the trophy and reels. Then it was off to another excellent seminar by Nello and Lorraine Lawrence on reel cleaning. I missed the fireworks that opened the show (I hear it was literally fireworks) but there was just so much information, my head might have exploded if I did make the whole thing!
Set up for the show Fri. eve and learned a bit about how to snap things up while you’re “setting up”. Meanwhile Don, Tom H. and Harvey went after more bass on the lake. The fish were really biting with Don at something like 20+ and Harvey in the double digits. Tom H’s day was a true test of a fisherman’s will – but he was a good sport about it and very philosophical. He could have sung the whitewash blues right then and there, according to Harvey Garrison's qualifications.
On a recommendation by Tom Eidson, convention host, we tracked down incredible food at Bay Seafood and Steakhouse Restaurant. Bill Peters and George McCabe joined us. It was so good that we went back the next night to have fresh oysters, stuffed crab, grilled snapper and “dirty rice”! Literally rolled home and hoped we could rise early for the show.
Lorraine Lawrence’s Irish reel display. I really liked the hard rubber/brass example and wanted to see some of her rare Pfluegers too!
Richard Lodge and I shared a table to combine our air freight-only displays. We thought we’d get an award for the most unusual combination or at least for greatest distance traveled from East of West. To add to Harvey’s post, George Steuver, an early ORCA VP, set up the NY reel display. Bill Land and John Gland’s exploded reel display was the talk of the show. All of the displays were excellent!
Photo courtesy of Richard LodgeThe show seemed lively and most table holders I talked to commented that they did pretty well selling stuff. Saw lots of others walking around with reels in their hands so I’m sure everyone found something to show off back home. Even my new recruits, Don and Big Lou went home with an old reel or two, three…. The auction saw a fellow walk in with several hundred reels, including a couple of Vom Hofe bay reels. One nice HR/GS saltwater reel brought in by one of the resort employees went unsold – apparently, the price didn’t reach her satisfaction.
Close up of Warren Platt’s incredible Talbot display.
Jim Schottenham and his Follet reel display with a couple of Follet descendents who just happened to walk into the show.
Texas’ Jim McPhail‘s fisherman’s vest from Thailand.
After the show, the foursome of Tom H., Harvey M., Don and I headed back to the lake. We had to cheer Tom up and he did end up having the time of his life. The fish were cooperating again and after we had all hooked our share of bass, Tom and Don ran into a gator not far from the boathouse. They had seen others earlier, even a 12 footer, but they decided they were up for another challenge. Tom buzzed a topwater “snake” next to the gator’s head (for a bass, of course) and, as the lure went by, the gator turned and snapped down onto it so fast they didn’t even see the lure disappear. The gator then turned away and the line cut. Don cast his topwater in its direction and the gator slooowly turned to follow it back to the boat, all the while chomping on Tom’s lure. As Don retrieved his lure, the gator, as if in defiance and ultimate insult to Tom, spit out the “snake” and swam away. It was as if the gator was bringing it back to the boat to spit it out back at them - “ptooey”. The pair went to retrieve the floating lure and as Don reached into the water to retrieve it, they happened to notice the gator had sunk back into the murky water – “Make sure you find that gator before I reach in to grab this lure!” We were all laughing so hard, it’ll make this something to remember forever. Tom now has a very unique lure and story to share with fellow collectors – one with gator teeth marks in it! I’ll try to get a picture from Tom to post here. I almost made them run back to the room for my Templar and Lou’s broomstick rod.
Harvey M. getting ready to “school” a neophyte bass fisherman.
One of the 10 bass that I was lucky enough to snag. Notice we lost the antique tackle and had absolutely no qualms about it at this point!
On the way back from another fab dinner, we drove by this gator on the road, just a little past the turn into the resort. Spun back around to get a closer look and, even though many cars passed, he was still there. Earlier, we were all curios as to why the resort sign had a picture of a grinning gator on it. But then the thought of how we all walked back and forth across the lagoons in the dark………. ..
Back to pack up and check out for an early departure. I don’t know if you all ran into her on the showroom floor during the day but the night desk person was an interesting person. Tom (“Gator Boy”) and Harvey tried their darndest to get a smile out of her but no luck – she was seriously in need of some humor. When I said I recognized her and asked if she had been working during that day, she replied “yes, and I work the ‘graveyard shift’ at night”. I almost couldn’t contain myself.
We left early Sun morning to do some saltwater fishing at Matagorda with Mike Mosely, a guide recommended by Tom Eidson. He is one of the two best in town but the weather and winds were simply not going to cooperate and everything, and I mean everything shut down. Dave Erickson joined us and we did land a few speckled trout, couple of saltwater catfish (hardheads) and a flounder. We should have known things were not right when lots of the shrimp Mike loaded into the livewell had jumped out onto the deck! It was an interesting experience and environment anyway. We did not run into the storms but probably missed them by an hour or so. The sky was looking bad and Mike was looking kind of nervous so even though we wanted to try to the bitter end, I decided we should head on in. There must have been some serious “frog strangling” going on after we left. Fortunately, we even beat the storm going up North. Robyn, thanks for your concern - I was beginning to think it was all a bad dream but we beat out the storm and went home dry. After what ended up being a 10 hour drive due to traffic, we were back in DFW by 10:30.
Don and a flounder that went home for a tasty meal. That’s our guide, Mike Mosely.
I attended last year’s national in Fife, WA and have to say, as much fun as it was last year, I had an even better time. Of course the fishing was good and there were simply tons of reels to be ogled at, but everyone there made it an event I’ll never forget. Thank you Tom Eidson, Jay Herbert, Bryce Tawny, Lorraine Lawrence, Colby Sorrells, Nello Armstrong, Steve Riggins, host spouses, Big Lou, everyone that I’ve left out but made this such a great event and all you other members that I got to see again or meet for the first time! It was something I’ll never forget. See you all in NY next year…hopefully!
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Tony Malatesta
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Great pictures and commentaries. Maybe next time i'll show up and show you how us frozen folk catch them BIG ones. jester Canadian-
el Lawrence
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Great work, Brian!
Stunning photos and copy. Glad I didn't run into any of those night time gators when I was out looking for reels!Sorry you missed the fireworks on our seminar... Several of the guys seemed to really enjoy it (good thing none of the hotel staff was there).
Glad you had a good trip; ya'll come back now... ya hear?
More Photos
Harvey's pre-tournament bass from the waterfountain
A very happy Tom Harwood (finally!)
Tom's gator (that he "accidentally hooked, of course). Now goes by the nickname of "Gator Boy". If you look closely, you can see the line zipping through the water and straightening out like a clothesline.
Photos by Don K. What a blast!
A very happy Tom Harwood (finally!)
Tom's gator (that he "accidentally hooked, of course). Now goes by the nickname of "Gator Boy". If you look closely, you can see the line zipping through the water and straightening out like a clothesline.
Photos by Don K. What a blast!