Getting out of bed for work sometimes is work itself, but on tournament mornings I jump right up. I am excited already as soon as the buzzer goes off. Reach for a cup of coffee, remove the boat cover and down the road I go. The wait to hit the water is bone chilling. Once the boat is launched and the equipment is ready the excitement reaches a new peak. Just floating along with other boats at the launch site, anticipating take off, as the sun just peaks over the horizon through the fog is unbelievable.

    As take off begins it is full throttle to the starting spot. Once reached its game on. As the first cast breaks the surface I can’t wait for that first fish. It usually takes me at least 15 to 30 minutes to settle down. With every bass it’s unforgettable. If it’s a team tournament your partner immediately drops everything and gets the net. Once boated its high five and back to work.

    Not only is it a rush but also the competition keeps bringing me back. But it’s not only a game between fishermen, but between fisherman and fish as well. I have to try and bring in more weight then my competitors and figure out what the fish are doing at the same time. Are the bass deep, shallow, what are the hitting on etc. It’s the love for the competition on the water that’s keep giving me that thrill of coming back each weekend.

    That is why I fish bass tournaments.