Why do I write about fishing, sometimes to the tune of tens of thousands of words a week? It’s first and foremost because I love the sport to the point of obsession. While the extra bit of income certainly helps it’s not a driver. Every once in a while, though, I realize that the ancillary benefit of my obsession is that it gives me otherworldly opportunities.
Such was the case last week when a day after catching my personal-best smallmouth I stepped into a Toyota-wrapped boat with two spinnerbait sticks on the deck. Behind the console sat one Kevin VanDam.
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