I caught part of the final day of the Elite tourney at Lake Fork Sunday and I think I saw my lifelong passion die.
I'm 77 and not too "techy" so the advances over the years with sonar units have gone unnoticed by me. What I watched Sunday shocked the hell out of me. Apparently this new Forward Facing Sonar is the latest thing in marine electronics and it changes the sport of bass fishing, or fishing in general, forever.
I tuned in and watched an angler (may have to change that term in the future) stand on his trolling motor and stare at his graph for at least 5 minutes without making a single cast. Compare this to the old days when VanDam would put his trolling motor on high and run down the bank rapidly firing a spinnerbait until he found fish.
I thought the first guy was an anomaly but as they went from contestant to contestant, much to my dismay, they were all doing the same thing. Not fishing but hunting fish. Not only hunting fish but selecting the size fish they want to present their lure to. Does the term "shooting fish in a barrel" ring a bell? We all know that the younger crowd is all into technology. If I have issues with my laptop or mobile phone I just have my 7 year old granddaughter fix them. Therefore, it is not surprising that 5 of the final 10 on Sunday were tour "rookies". And I guess it's not surprising, considering the "video game" mentality, that a 19 year old won the trophy.
If you don't think FFS is a game changer consider not only the 5 rookies competing on the final day but that all 10 finalist broke 100#s with over 130# being the winning weight.
Lee Livesay won back to back Lake fork tourneys a short while. Not terribly surprising as it is his home lake where he has guided for years. He didn't make the cut his time so he hung around and offered expert commentary. As he watched some of the anglers working areas of the lake that he knows like the back of his hand he would chuckle and say "I would never have considered fishing in those areas in a hundred years".
Some of the guys bragged that they never moved around. When they got to the spots they had found during practice they got on the trolling motor and never got off till quitin' time. To me, this is the same as "bed" fishing. you "see" the fish and throw a variety of baits at it till it bites. In the :good old days" you would pull up on your spot make a few casts and, if no bites, move along on your "milk run". Now you can see that the fish are there right in front of you and you just have to find what presentation or bait they will respond to.
I know every generation has had some new fandangled gizmo that the old folks will bring about the downfall of civilization and I don't want to be that guy. Just saddens me that the sport I love and thought I knew has become another of those many things that has past me by.
May the FFS be with you.