Between the Grapevine and Nashville Regionals, the Western contingent of the event crew will spend a few days immersed in Arkansas hospitality. This includes a fishing trip on a couple of really good farm reservoirs. To say the thought of 5-plus-pound largemouth has Eric and Brian excited is way understating their excitement.
Well, that was until the challenge.
My oldest, Elizabeth, is coming into her own as an outdoors girl. (Sorry, she’s only 11 and one of my babies, so I’m sure I won’t use the word “woman” in any context referring to her comfortably for at least 25 more years.) She also has quite a bit of her daddy’s bravado when it comes to taking on or issuing a challenge. Sunday afternoon, she wore out some slabs and had the “invincible” rolling.
A daddy’s “tying up loose ends” call to my boss on the way home became a little brag time for Elizabeth. Let me sum up the Arkansas end of the conversation:
“Hey Mr. Eric, I pounded ’em… Yes sir, of course it was fun… About 25-30 keepers, or about 20 better than you in a week…”
So there you go. An 11-year-old girl putting the squeeze on six full-grown men. Time will go faster, missed strikes will hurt more, and the thought of having to eat crow instead of Elizabeth’s crappie will sit with us in the boat all day.
We are still setting the ground rules, like a 5-pound largemouth equals five crappie, but Monday night there will be a list posted in the comments section of who failed the challenge. And if she emerges victorious, I’ll not only let Elizabeth actually see this site, but post her victory speech.
—John Davis
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Between the Grapevine and Nashville Regionals, the Western contingent of the event crew will spend a few days immersed in Arkansas hospitality. This includes a fishing trip on a couple of really good farm reservoirs.