Name: Robert Taylor III
Location: Kalamazoo, MI
Being 17 I am often looked down upon in many respects, many people say I don’t have the life experience to know what is going on in the world, well, I would have to agree. Everybody has to start somewhere, be it learning from experience or being taught how to behave in certain circumstances. When it comes to fishing I know I don’t know everything, and I know that I will never know everything, but I do hope to know a little bit about a lot of things.
Like many people I got into fishing when my father took me out, at an early age I remember being out on the boat, cruising across Pine Lake at the helm of my dad’s 1990 Gemini 200DCX. This memory far outweighs anything else I can recall from my childhood, most everything else has become a blur, except when my dad took me out fishing. It wasn’t until I turned 17 that I genuinely got into fishing, all it took was to get myself a 12″ bass that fought its heart out to make me want to get back out on the lake as much as possible.
Over the summer I have learned a lot, what colors to use in what conditions, what kind of bait to throw in certain areas, and how to tell when to set the hook. These three things are the fundamentals when it comes to catching those keeper bass. Not using the right color can mean the difference of being able to cull or catch nothing at all, while picking the wrong bait can mean snagging that brand new deep diver crankbait in some of the thickest weed beds and having to cut it off. All of which I speak from experience, my father let me learn what I did on my own, only speaking when he saw I was distraught.
This blog will be my place to show my experiences, my ups-and-downs, and my passions in the fishing industry. I may be young, but I am here to stay.