any more suspense--neither Cody nor I
won the Bass contest. However, we enjoyed the day tremendously; Cody went catching, and I went fishing.
With our lovely boat motor that moves water at an awesome rate of 25 hp, we try to avoid the crowds at the boat ramp, and since there were a large number of participants in the LAFFF, combined with the fact this was a Saturday, we waited until the tourney start time to launch our skiff. We were enjoying a little spot, fishing topwater flies before the sun crested over the trees, when [insert derisive epithet here] bait chunkers sidled right in the area where we were trolling and impeded our progress. I really deplore bad manners, but on the water, it is an even greater sin. Cody and I quietly, though I thought about stomping loudly on the casting platform and banging the trolling motor a few times as I was bringing it in, moved on to another area of the lake. That served us well.