Redemption

From my last post I was tallying my fish totals and points from within the previous trips and determined that I had broke even.  Lots of cool catches, and other fun little mishaps were what memories were made of.  The following is a continuance of the the last post I made.

Trip 6 - This trip was one that was not planned, and just kind of snuck up on us.  On a random Friday night,  Jay Brooks and I were having a few drinks at a local watering hole and the wind was howling from the NE with gust up to 35 mph.  We both wanted to catch some fish, but we knew it wasn't going to happen...  That is until Jack Daughtry gave me a shout.  He was in the process of making the trip down from MD, and was trying his hardest to convince us that the next morning was going to be a go.  We drank a few more beers and decided to call it a night, and see if the weather gods would let us move forward.

Fast forward a short six hours.  I wake up to a phone call from Jay telling me that the weather was going to work in our favor.  After getting situated, we launch to find Jack and Matt already on the water.  After a nice paddle out, we meet up just in time to see Jack get the solid hook up and bend of our targeted quarry... Mr. Sheep.  The bad guy in me was saying "Really, Jack?  Give us a break dude!"  The other guy on my shoulder said "Good, the fish are chomping... Today is our day!"

We move on and make the paddle to the spot that I had been hooking up to nice Spadefish all summer.  The action started out slow, and Jay moved on to triggerfish.  I left my phone in the car, and wouldn't you know, once he got out of shouting range, the bite turned on BIG TIME.  I hooked up to a number of solid fish in the 14-16" range, like this one

16" Spadefish
Photo Credit - Jack Daughtry

 We hooked up to some really solid fish, and I stated my goal for the day... a 18"+ Spade.  We knew they were there and were chewing.  I ended up with some solid bites that never became catches, and some huge losses.  One of which was an 18" Spade.  We found this out the following day, when Jack caught the same fish I lost with the same hook, swivel, leader and blue powerpro I lost the fish on.  After I lost the fish, my focus started waning and I found myself engaged in combat fishing with three of my good friends.  As I was pushing and shoving my way back to the spot, I decided I was messing around too much, and not fishing enough, so I moved on and this is what I was rewarded with...

First Citation Sheepshead of 2014
Photo Credit - Jack Daughtry

On my first piling after leaving the spade honey hole, I hooked up with this beautiful 24" Sheepshead.  On my next piling, I managed to hook up with another solid 23" Sheepie.  At this point, we called it a day, and went our seperate ways!

Angler 1 - Fish Gods 0



Trip 7
After a few trips on the SUP chasing reds, and landing some beautiful upper slot fish, I found myself at the Tidewater Catching for Kids club challenge.  I have fished this event for the last five years, and each year we (TKAA) have placed very high with a top finish and tournament record point total and winning margin in 2013.  This year, there were some rule changes that were focused on the kayak anglers.  We did what yak anglers to best... Adapt and Overcome.

My team consisted of Seth Goodrich, Lee Williams, and Jay Brooks.  Jay covered the event well on his site.  Ill leave you with the clif notes.  We got to the spot where we had patterned fish the whole summer and almost immediately got on spades.  As I was prepping bait, the unthinkable happened, a cham shell had sliced my thumb open.  it was deep enough that I could see my heartbeat through the blood that gushed out of my thumb.  None of us had brought a first aid kit, so I had a few options.  First I could put pressure on the wound and hope the bleeding would stop enough to fish.  The second option (which I should have taken) was to paddle in and go to get sutures.  The final option was to wait for a boat to pass by, see if they could assist, and fish on.  As I waved at the first boat I saw, he kept moving on.  It wasn't until I raised my hand, which was covered in blood that I gained his attention.  Luckily, he found his first aid kit so I could tape my thumb and fish on.  The rest of the day I missed lots of fish due to a loss in dexterity, but managed some small spades, and what ended up being the 3rd place trigger.  Seth, Lee, and especially Jay got work done and put up a but load of points for the team, to include Jay's 1st place Citation Sheepie!

Brooks "Cheesin' it Up"

We knew with the work we did, and what the rest of the club had done, it would be close.  Just how close we were unsure.  In the end, we ended up with 17 points for second place, and missed out by a measly 2 points.  I know that I left points on the table that would have put us higher on the board, but fishing is fishing, and knowing what TKAA and all the other clubs did for Catchin for Kids was enough to make it all worthwhile.

The CBBT team... With Joe Underwood as my photo stand in.

Posing with the Club Challenge trophy until next year with my
Werner Paddles teammates Kris, Mark, and Drew 

Kayak Kevin Podcast with Lee, Jay, and Myself covering the tournament

With the days events into account, even though I lost scoring fish and sliced my thumb open, we still had a respectable showing, a great time, and I put up a scoring fish so ill call this...

Angler 1 Fish Gods 0

So the way I see it, over the last two posts, I came out ahead and finally got my REDEMPTION!

Paying the Fish Gods

Over the past few weeks my fishing has been sporadic at best.  From my last post I had been getting into a decent class of Triggerfish, and some real solid bridge Spadefish.  Between now and then I had to switch up my summer fishing style to inshore tourney mode.  This led to some issues...

Trip one - My boy Tex and I went out to a spot to fish a real solid redfish pattern I had established this spring/early summer.  It ended up being one of those days where two extremely competent fishermen landed (1) small croaker and (1) small oystertoad between the two of us.

Angler 0 - Fish Gods 1

Trip two - Ben Hoover and I decided that with the slow bite the day before, we would try to change it up and hit the Eastern Shore of VA for some flatfish.  When we got out there we met the Kick-Kick MD crew (Jack Daughtry and Matt James) who had been catching some solid flounder to 20".  For us, it was oystertoad after oystertoad.  After hours of fishing, I managed to find (4) Flounder from 16.5" to 19.5"  A far cry from the work that had been done by others just days before.

Angler 0 - Fish Gods 0 (Draw)

19.5" Flounder

Trip 3 - A mid week excursion on the SUP yielded no fish, but plenty of views.  This trip wasn't all about fishing as much as it was about getting used to reading inshore waters.  I was able to regain focus and center my soul in preparation for the first tourney of the year, so in that aspect I was fine without catching.

Angler 0 - Fish Gods 1

Trips 4 & 5 - After being down to the fish gods 2-0, traveling 260 miles and no sleep, I finally made it down to Cape Fear for some tournament action.  This was the weirdest tournament weekend I have ever had. On the drive down I saw over 150 deer along the road (in downpouring rain), a running car in a ditch with 4' of water (nobody inside), and drank 4 Monster energy drinks, just to wait on early morning thunderstorms to pass.  While I was waiting, I made acquaintance with a crusty old Korean War era Marine (Semper Fi you old fart), and a swarm of fire ants.  I will just say this, don't think that you can drown fire ants to get them off of you, because you will lose.  I also learned that fire ants bite to ensure they have a solid hold on your skin, then they sting.

After a crazy energy drink fueled morning, I got on the water in search of my 3 target species (Specks, Reds, and Flounder).  I managed to find the specks about halfway to my target location, and left them be.  I then proceeded to soak mullet at my destination while finding a pattern on artificials.  While my mullet was on a flat swimming under a cork, I see a large wake making a b-line towards the bait.  It hits, and turns right for my yak.  I was thinking shark as it charged me, but when it hit the yak, I saw a solid 23-25" Jack.  Unfortunately, the cork got buried in the grass before I could get my line back, and the hook straight up bent.  Now my blood is pumping and I move around more looking for some solid Jacks (screw the tournament fish).  I didn't find any more jacks in the area, but saw reds around 30".  I established my pattern on some mid 20's reds, and while I was doing so, I had a storm bearing down on me.  Being 8 or so miles from the launch, I left and made a strong effort to get off the water.

This is where it gets really fun!  The tide was super low, and I didn't realize the wind was pushing the remaining water out until it was too late.  I made my way deep into a cut, and dealt with an impass.  At this point, I tried to turn around, but there was nothing to turn too.  So I had one choice, risk lightning strikes and wait for some water, or get out and drag.  I chose the latter and soon realized, I chose wrong.  The first 30 or so yards were fine with hard bottom, then the fun started.  At the beginning I was sinking to mid calf, then to my knees, and finally my nuts.  This is when I realized I had made the wrong choice.  When I was Balls Deep in fluf mud, my fears turned from lightning strikes to drowning. It gets better though, for about 500 yards i'm anywhere from balls to tits deep, dragging the yak.  Over an hour and a half later, I am covered in mud from head to toe, thinking i'm going to have a heart attack before I make it to hard bottom.  I will say this, one of my sponsors ASTRAL makes some of the greatest gear, in this case the BREWERS.  Solid water shoes that (1) didn't come off my feet when stuck in the mud, (2) kept my feet and ankles safe from submerged oysters, and (3) still remained comfortable to wear after all that.  From now on I will not flats fish without them! (No pictures, but I changed close before going to the HLP captains meeting, and everyone asked me why I was covered in mud)

To finish that day, on my way in I for the Captains meeting I see some amazing topwater action.  At first I throw a Skitterwalk and get smoked by a 15" Jack.  After another in the same class, I switch up to a chatterbait and landed 3 in a row.  Being so ubsurdly late, I decided that when I had an unproductive cast, I would leave.  I guess threes company, fours a crowd.

Tournament day, I woke up late and called my tournament partners Seth and Kam it was a no-go, id get there as soon as I could.  After making it to the launch 30 minutes late, I paddled out and met up with them.  Kam had a 14" speck in the bag, so Seth and I sent her for Flounder while we netted some bait.  I took off my PFD and glasses, and got a few dozen mullet and spot.  When it was time to go, I put my PFD on and realize the splash next to me was my Maui Jims.  After 30 minutes of looking, I was able to find them and we were on our way.

Kam Goodrich Photography with this sick sunrise shot!

As we moved to the speck spot, I tell the team to start focusing on the area.  I managed a 19" red, but no specks.  We move on and I get the unmistakable hit of a speck.  I missed the fish and made another cast.  This time "Bam Bam Bam" and weight.  I knew it was a good tournament fish, but it never made it to the boat.  In hindsight, it was at least a 3rd place fish, if not a 2nd.  Damn!  We move again, and I make it to the spot that I patterned the reds the day before.  My first red was 25.5" and I gradually upgraded to a 26.5" to end the day.

Historically this would be a real competitive fish, so after a bit more fishing we head in.  Now keep in mind the low tide fiasco I had the day before.  I check Navionics and my track from the previous day and come up with a plan out, while staying in some water.  Kam is not psyched with our path, but after showing Seth the plan, we keep going.  At this point, every 5 minutes Kam says "I think were lost".  This is not what a Type A male wants to hear so I kept going, and going, and going.  On my last turn, I see a blessing and a curse.  A landmark that I knew without a doubt, but also I knew how far from the launch it really was.  At this time, we had about five miles to the launch and two hours to the weigh in. Kam later asked me "Did you know where you were going"?  My response, "Of course", to which she said, "Obviously not, because you got us F'n lost!"  Not my proudest moment.  Sorry Kam!

Fast forward one long paddle and now I have less than 10 minutes when I walk in.  the time is called, 3:55.  Five minutes but I feel good.  The Tournament Director Chris looks at my card and his eyes said everything.  BUMMER!

On a brighter note, my boy Bob aka Toba, killed it with a 33" red and a ginormous lam to bring home to yaks!  To boot, I got to chill with my fellow Teammate Drew Camp, and All Out Kayak Fishing Contributors Mike Eady and Seth Goodrich, not to mention the other great anglers and folks from Hook, Line, and Paddle and NCKFA.  For me, I am giving myself two points for a new species, and surviving the marsh with a quality fish!

Angler 2 - Fish Gods 0

So this evens it up.  Hopefully it pays off!

Pulling the Trigger on some Spades

As the seasons come and go, so does our extremely diverse fisheries in the South East.  For me, the springtime allure of Specks, Reds, Flounder, and Bluefish fades to our harder fighting species as the mercury rises.   For me, the summer means one thing...  Its time for the CBBT!

As I spent early summer chasing Cobia as they entered the bay with my friends (see Richie Bekolay's Mr. Brown Clown), I couldn't help but feel like something was missing.  It wasn't until late June that I made my first trip after the glory species.  My first and second drops of the year boasted the bounty of the season to come!

The Convict Gets Captured

Sadly, after the first two drops I have been cursed with pulled hooks and poor sets in my pursuit of The Sheepshead.  The good thing is that there is plenty of time left in the season for these bay bruisers.

Another target of the CBBT is the Triggerfish.  Triggers are super aggressive, tenacious bait stealers that frustrate the most seasoned anglers.  For me, they are a tasty, willing fish that loves to grace my diner table.  I drop either a dropper loop or a carolina rig to bring these bad boys to the diner table!

Finally, the fish that completes my trips is the Spadefish.  Spades are pound for pound the toughest fighters of the three target species.  While the Sheepshead makes bulldogging runs and have fins like railroad spikes, the Spadefish is like hooking into the drum of a spinning washing machine.  While the smaller fish run in circles while shaking your rod to high heaven, the bigger spades take you on drag peeling runs, trying their damndest to take you into any structure they can find.  Oh, and I failed to mention, they too try to shake the rod out of your hands too!  In my last few trips with Rob Choi, Kayak Kevin, Seth and Kam Goodrich, and Ted Crumb, I have been extremely fortunate to find a very solid class of in (and near) shore spades!

15" Spade
Photo Credit Rob "RMFC" Choi

16" Spadefish

15.5" Spade

Thankfully, the fight of the spades can help ease the pain of my Sheepshead Struggles!  Until the next adventure!

Ted with one of his first Kayak Spade at 15.75"

Kam with a solid 13" Spade

Ted with his first Black Drum

Seth closing it out with another solid spade

Dirtbag Weekend

Fly fishing is one of my favorite ways to fish, and really, the only way I fish for trout.  With the Fly fishing festival coming up, and my desire to spend some time up in the mountains, Russ and I decided to have a dirtbag fishing weekend.

It all started Friday night when a strong cold front came through, bringing with it some heavy storms and a 20 degree temperature drop.  This lead us to leave after the front passed on Saturday morning, when we wouldn't be fighting the rain.  Now our goal was to chase some wild brookies, but knowing conditions might be difficult, we made a detour in Richmond and met up with Alex and Seth to chase some warmwater species on the fly.  The four of us caught countless Bass, Bream, Redear Sunfish, and a few Crappie.  The fish were not super amped, but we still were able to get our fix.  While everyone else were catching fish on poppers and buggers, I decided to step up my game and tie a dropper under a small caddis.  This proved to be a game changer, as I was picking up fish on every cast.  I had enough fun and decided to share the wealth.  All three of my buddies caught a number of fish on the 2wt, and Im sure I heard Alex and Seth both say that they needed to get a 2wt for panfish fishing.  With lots of laughs and even more fish, we were ready for the second leg of our trip.

One of Russell's Bream on a Popper

As we departed, we got some Tog and Trippletail from Seth for our camp, and picked up a few other items and our trout stamps at Walmart.  One thing was painfully, and hilariously noticeable.  It dosent matter how nice the area surrounding a Walmart is, you will always find your people of Walmart patronizing the fine establishment.

After our interesting Walmart stop, we drove for a few hours and made it to our first spot, the Upper Rose River.  The only memorable parts of this spot was 1) the two guys on the parking lot carrying around rocks and vomiting by their car (kids, stay off acid), and 2) the fact that I left my wading boots at home (like a dumbass) and managed to slam my knee on a rock within my first 10 steps on the river. Besides that, a few fallfish were caught and we moved on.

The next spot was the Upper Rapidan.  This was the water I was really looking for.  We had a fun drive up the forest service road, and hit a few spots.  At our first spot, we had a small mayfly hatch, so I was focused on chucking dries.  With no love on some amazing looking water, we moved up to some really narrow, technical stretches where my Echo 2wt shined.  It was tough missing rises in this narrow, overgrown area so I switched to a small (sz 20) BHPT nymph.  Once I switched to the nymph, we only had about 20 minutes of fishing until we had to call it.  In that time I had multiple hookups with a few fish to hand.  Small, brightly colored wild brookies made the day amazing.

Russ and I met up to make our way back to camp to drink some rum and eat some food!

The Campsite

Russ insisted on these Plates

Tog + Trippletail + Potatoes + Asparagus = Best Camp Dinner Ever!

The Best Way to End the Day

Last view of the Camp

Now everything with the camp went well until the morning.  The temps dropped overnight and it was not warm by any means.  After breakfast, Russ asked for TP.  Unfortunately neither of us packed any so off he went into the woods as I wished him good luck.  Russ made it back alive but was missing an article of clothing.

We broke camp, got off the mountain, and made it over to the VA Fly fishing Festival where we met up and exchanged some stories with Tommy V and Lars.  We made our walkthrough, picked up some flies and materials, chatted with Cory and Kelly at the WRO booth, and left to hit the South River.  Now unfortunately the rain that was dropped on Friday night made the river tough to fish.  It was a bit murky, but very fast and high.  Tommy V, Lars, Russ, and myself hit a section of the river where I have had good luck in the past.  Lars was able to avoid the skunk when he found a small school of creek chubs.  Despite Lars' success, it was fishing real tough and we all decided to leave, but not after about an hour of laughing back at the cars.

Lars broke the skunk!

Tommy V, your casting the wrong way!

Looking for any sign of life.

On the way back, we decided to stop one more time to see what we could do with the Bass and Bream.  Russ and I fished for about an hour before we called it, ending the trip the same way it began.  The fly only weekend was a blast, and yet another experience that I wouldn't have had without the love for fishing I share with a number of other people.  Cant wait to get back up in the hills and get on 'em, but as the water warms up, my time is now going to be focused on the salt, so this may be my last trip chasing the low sodium fish until the fall.

I would also like to wish my friends Tom and Cory a Happy Birthday.  Fly fishing to celebrate your Birthdays cant be beat!

Planning a Sucessful Trip

I have been finding myself traveling more and more in order to chase tail (fish tails that is).  Many of these areas I fish have equated to great success due to a number of factors.  Of the two major factors (Luck and Planning), there is only one within my control.  Growing up, I used to fish a lake rain or shine without regard to all of the other factors that can equate to a successful day on the water.  While I caught fish, and some good ones at that, I never had consistent success, and rarely had success while fishing new water.  Now that I have grown up, I still fish whenever the bug hits.  The difference is how I approach these trips.  A little bit of planning utilizing some free (or low cost) resources can turn a normal fishing trip into a fishing trip that will stick with you your entire life!

Planning a trip utilizing the USMC 5-Paragraph Order

My time in the Corps taught me a number of different techniques to cope with challenges that may come my way.  When it comes to planning SMEAC is the way for me.  It is simple and helps me identify all of the different things that I need to consider when planning a trip.  SMEAC is the same technique that is used to attack the enemy with shock and awe, so it would reason that it would work just fine on the finned friends.SMEAC is: Situation, Mission, Execution, Admin & Logistics, and Command & Control.  Let’s look at this process for a recent trip.

Situation- A weekend where 3 of my fishing buddies got their kitchen pass.  The fishing in the salt has been slow, and the bug to chase smallies on a river growing each day.  River conditions were not great, but considering wind, temperature, tides, flows, distance, and availability of time and resources to fish together, we had a common location in mind.

Mission - To meet up and catch Smallmouth Bass on a section of river that was new to us.

Execution - Planned meeting time, location, and tackle needed to accomplish the mission.  Adherence to these factors is key to success.

Admin & Logistics - This includes listing the items needed, verifying their availability, and packing nothing more, nothing less.  Identifying how you are going to get where you need to go, and how you are going to get there (in this case, Alex and Seth carpooled, as well as Tommy and myself).

Command & Control - In a group, this means having a central decision maker.  The decision maker identifies the location, collects intel, conducts recon, and managing the flow of information to others.

On our smallie trip, we all had input and decision influence, but there was one person who made the decision.  For us, on a new body of water, we all caught nice fish, and worked together to make it happen.

Looking further, to identify the specific mission, the gathering of information was paramount in the success of the trip.  In order to protect the location and not hotspot, I will not go into specifics, but give you an idea of what I look at.

1. FInd a reliable weather source.  I utilize a combination of FishWeather, Intellicast, and while I am on the water, I monitor the weather through my WeatherUnderground app.
2. Use online forums.  If I can, I review any information posted on a body of water I want to fish.  I dont necessarily take the information I read as truthful if I only see one report, but I am focused on pictures or condition reports to help me learn about the spot.  If I see multiple reports, I try to make a pattern for success.  I look for fishing forums that cover the area I plan on fishing.  I feel that if I cant pre-fish, I can take advantage of the trends I see to help guide me to spots (i.e. oyster beds, drop offs, etc...) and determine the baits I want to start with.
3. Do location recon.  Search the net for launch spots to determine security, fees, effects of tides and weather conditions, etc.  Google Earth helps me identify landmarks, and determine those areas I want to travel to.  One thing to remember is not to limit yourself to this information.  If you find something on the water you didn't see from the imagery, stay flexible.  Another tool I use is my Navionics Apps for my iPad and iPhone.  This gives me tide information and a map of the underwater layout.  For $15, it not only helps me plan trips and identify fishing sports to further recon, but it helps me identify those locations while im on the water.
4. Collect human intelligence.  Befriend those who you admire.   Be honest and truthful in your interactions.  Know when someone dosent want you to fish a spot and respect that.  If you want to fish such a spot, dont be sneaky, but ask them for information.  Who knows, they might pass on intel they receive, or invite you to fish with them.

All of this helps me determine where im going to fish, and greatly enhances my chances for success.  Just look at the results of our most recent trip.  Without planning, we still may have caught fish, but not of this caliber.

One of three fish between 17.25" and 19"
Photo by William Ragulsky

Alex's smallie just under 20"
Photo by Tommy Dewitt

Seth's fish @ 18.25"
Photo By Tommy Dewitt

Tommy's VA Citation Smallmouth at 21"
Photo by Seth Goodrich

For a solid trip report, go over to Bent Rod Chronicles, and check out Seth's report for the day.

Good luck, and we'll see you on the water!

Meet The Reckless Hookers

As another season arrives, what has become an annual tradition takes place.  Welcome to the 2013 season of Kayak Wars.  I have had the pleasure to be on some fun teams but this year is going to take the top prize for epicness.  With that being said, it is time to meet the team and find out what is going to make us a force to be reckon with.  
Disclaimer:  The following information might not be the WHOLE truth, if the truth at all.  As a matter of fact, the truth, although fun, is not quite as fun as this. 

The introductions are in no particular order of greatness.

Thomas "Tommyknuckles" Dewitt.

What can I say about Tommy?  Well for starters, he is one sick "Bass"tard.  Tommy dosent know how to fish in the salt, so he sticks to freshwater where he is a mediocre fisherman at best.  Tommy's hobbies include going to the gym (and posting it on Facebook to remind everyone how worthless they really are compared to him), giving Marines shots for no good reason, punching bores, and bailing out on his teammates when it comes time to fish.  His only endearing quality is the fact that he has a keg-o-rator (or at least thats what he tells us since none of us have yet to see it).  To get into his head a bit more, I decided to interview him "Milkcrate" style.

Me: So Tommy, what is your dream pet?

Tommy: Thats a tough one.  Id have to say a goat.

Me:  Ok, enough said.

Me: Tommy, why did you join "The Reckless Hookers"?

Tommy: I did it because I enjoy being in the company of greatness.

Me:  Have you ever caught any of the "summer" species at the CBBT?

Tommy:  Well...

Me: I have heard that you are an accomplished Striper fisherman.  Tell me about that.

Tommy:  Well...

As you can see, Tommyknuckles is a very diverse fisherman that can add a lot to the team.  This is his first year on the team, and im sure that we are going to regret it!

Alex "Top Hooker" Britland

Alex is like a preppie version of Willie Robertson, however, he cant shoot, blow a duck call, and dosent own an ounce of camo.  He is a great fisherman that never brings his own tackle.  If you want him to catch fish, just let him choose a lure that you only have one of, and that is all the fish will hit on. Ask for that lure back, and all of the sudden his hearing goes out on him.  Also, he always manages to loose said lure (which is normally a hard to come by Mirrorlure, or custom bait) right before the day ends.  If he dosent loose it, he just one give it back.  Alex grows his beard to hide the fact that he knows nothing of the outdoors.  

Me: Alex, what is your claim to fame?

Alex: The fact that I can fish, dance, and the Cougars love me!

Me: Do you own a car?

Alex: No, I just have Seth drive me to all of YOUR best fishing spots.

Me: Do you own any fishing tackle?

Alex: Yeah, all of the stuff I've mooched off you during my saltwater trips.

Me: By the way, I want that tackle back.

Alex: What tackle?  

Alex is also a new addition to the team.  Im sure that he'll put up points as long as he dosent bring his own tackle with him when we go fish together.

Seth "BowedUp804" aka "The Bearded A$$hole" aka "The Rhinestone Cowboy" Goodrich

From the moment I met Seth, I knew I wanted to fish with him.  He's such a poor fisherman, my half-assed skills were sure to stand out.  He's like the ugly chick that hangs around a crowd of hotties.  He never finds his own spots, and gets angry when he cant catch his own fish.  He has even resorted to breaking other peoples rods when he dosent catch fish.  Luckily, he's Alex's ride, so I'm not the only one who looses tackle when Alex fishes.  To top it all off, he will cast in your spots that you are actively fishing, hook up, and loose the fish.

Me: So I see you have a beard.  How did that come about?

Seth: I wanted to be like Alex.

Me: So how did you get into saltwater fishing?

Seth: I saw you and how easy you made it look.  I thought that if I could fish half as well as you do, I would become elite in no time.

Me: So you live in Richmond, I bet you know how to catch Bass.  What techniques do you use?

Seth:  I thought the only way to catch a Bass was with a crankbait.

Me: Ive seen some of your projects.  You made a killer kayak trailer.  Would you consider yourself MacGyver, or MacGruber?

Seth: MacGruber all the way!

Seth has been on the team for the last two years, and we are glad to have him back (so he can drive Alex down to catch fish)!

Kamaron "KamO" Owens

What can I say about Kam?  Well, she is the second best fisherman on the team.  Kam is also the individual who, when the team is together, keeps us out of jail.  She keeps us from farting at the dinner table, bailing on the check, and is always ready with cash and the phone number of a good bail bondsman wherever we may be.  She is also the second most attractive person on the team.  For those of you bachelors out there, hold your horses she is taken.  I think she must have hit her head one day because her and the Rhinestone Cowboy are getting married this summer.  Definitely a downgrade on her part.

Me: So Kam, who caught the first Redfish, you or Seth?

Kam: You think Seth has caught a Redfish, ha!

Me: You are the responsible one in the group.  How do you stay responsible?

Kam: I drink a case of beer the night before a tournament.

Me: A case?

Kam: Yeah, I shotgun them, do you have a problem with that?

This is also Kam's second year on the team.  Besides posting bail, she adds class to an otherwise classless group of heathens.

William "Colorado Native" aka "Big Papa" Ragulsky

I could tell you all the great things about me, but it is very difficult to tell you my flaws (im sure I have some, but I dont know what they are).  In the sake of fairness, I have asked the rest of the team to interview me.  Their questions, and my responses are posted below.

Tommy: Do you own any of your own Bass lures?  

Me: Uh...

Alex: Do you ever catch a fish when we go out together?

Me: Uh...

Seth: I hate your life!

Me: Thats more of a statement.  

Kam: So, who has placed higher at the TKAA tournament, you or me?

Me: uh...

All:  So tell us about the time you turtled in Rudee.

Me: uh...

Ok, well now that you have met the team, follow us on Kayak Wars for the 2013 season.  The truth is that Tommy, Alex, Seth, and Kam are my favorite people to fish with.  All are great in their own right with their specific strengths.  Because if this, the friendships that have been created, the lightheartedness, and their skills that help make me a better fisherman, I know 2013 is going to be our best year yet.

Tommy is one of the best Bass fishermen that I know.  He has taught me the techniques for this area and because of him, I can now catch a few.  He is also a strong saltwater fisherman who can seem to pull a striped bass from any water.

Alex is the funniest person I have ever fished with.  When things are tough on the water he lightens the mood and seems to make the miserable situations the ones that can quickly become your favorites.  He can also fish!

Seth is one of my closest friends.  This guy is a sponge.  He can absorb anything he learns, and apply it to catch fish.  Species it has taken me years to learn, Seth can catch them on his first trip out.  Seth is a respected pro staffer for a kayak company, and a successful tournament angler.

Kam is one of the guys.  I dont ever feel like I have to walk on eggshells around her.  Just be prepared because she can zing them right back at you.  She is also an amazing fisherman, who generally catches better fish than anyone in the group.  To bring it all together, Kam always puts up great fish on tournament day, with a 3rd place finish at the TKAA tournament under her belt.

As for me, I feel that I am a good all around angler, but dont have the completeness that the four others have.  Im looking forward to cracking jokes, learning techniques, and becoming a better person in general.  And who knows, I might just let them post up my profile on the blog.  Thanks Kam, Seth, Alex, and Tommy for being a part of the team.