Well I will say I was waiting for your response. The only tackle I understand is on the field. Lol! Listen. I can see if it's salmon or deep see fishing with all those sparkling things. But bass?!!! He has 7 poles for himself alone on the boat at all times. Obsessive is a word I think of.
It's not the fish, it's the fishing.
We were in Utah, Salt Lake Valley. My Dad took me fishing when I was very young. We took Grandpa (Moms dad) up to the lake and fished off the bank. Later after grandpa was gone we we went and rented a boat. I must have been 5-6 when this started. I couldn't' tell you why, but something got inside me. I'd fish in the damned irrigation ditch in front of my house! I'd goof around in the canals with baby catfish when they emptied them in the fall. Me and the neighbor kid would ride our bikes 5-6 miles, or more, to fish the 2-3 in the valley. And The Jordan river for carp and suckers. I drooled over every stream I ever saw when we were on the road traveling. It WAS a great time to be a fisherman too, that helped. All waters were open to fishing. See a creek, park, cross the barbed wire fence and sling a worm on a hook with a swivel, and a split shot or two. Tasty trout were to be had practically anywhere there was water, moving or still.
When I started driving I'd head up the canyon on my Honda 90 with some gear, and my BS mess kit and catch a couple little trout and cook 'em up. We fished waters from the low valleys to the high mountains of the mountain states. A lot of those waters are now considered "Blue Ribbon".
I was terribly disappointed when I moved here, to PDX. SQUAW FISH was all I could catch! It was two hours to get to the mountain lakes. I got into sturgeon. But you couldn't keep them unless they were 36". And I thought they were terrible eating. I learned you don't steak them up, and cook. Anyway, this is too long. I got introduced to salmon and steelhead and went crazy with that until those numbers went to crap here several years ago. Now I've mostly lost the urge, sold a bunch of tackle and am going to get out of potland. The Willamette and Columbia were pretty much all that were keeping me here. "Portland" was pretty okay, WAS being the operative term. We'll be down around coastal lakes fishing for perch and bass.
It's not the fish, it's the fishing.
He had $50.00 lures. Now if im
Catching salmon and halibut? Yea I'd spend some money. But bass?
There's a feel....As you're dragging that 6" worm through the weeds. It stops. You lift the rod ever so slightly...it stops, but you feel a very subtle give in the tension of the line. You notice the line going into the water moving sideways....That's what it's all about.