Well, against my better judgement I agreed to take a young man, Kevin Drake, bass fishing on Chickamauga Lake (Chattanooga, TN) this morning. Mom bought him a quided trip for his birthday (nice Mom) and I made it clear I'm not the sharpest bass fisherman in knife drawer. Kevin has plans to become a Bassmaster Pro when he can afford his own boat. He's well on his way because he taught me a thing or to this morning. We didn't murder 'em, but we had 8 or 9 fish for the morning and Kevin stuck a couple of real nice fish (pics below). I told him there were a couple of big tournaments going on on Chickamauga today and I know some of those folks would dearly love to have these fish in the livewell. Kevin loaded 'em up in a big cooler to release in a farm pond within walking distance of his home where he can hopefully catch 'em again, without a guide. I hope it was a good day for everbody!