July 24th Green Lake(Spicer,MN)
    The Renegade Bassers 2nd Tournament of the year is on Green Lake in Spicer, MN.  Green Lake was once known for its Gravel Lizards, oops i mean Walleye haha, but now it is a phenomenal Bass fishery also.  This weekend is our annual out of town two day'er. We fish one lake on Saturday, and usually another on Sunday. So we fish Green Lake on Sat. then on Lake Koronis by Paynesville,MN on Sun.  I normally go up to the motel on Friday, and put a half day on both lakes just to check everything out.  I had never fished Green before so I got the motel room for Thursday also. I got up early and proceeded to fish hard with an open mind but I really never figured anything out. I caught some small Largemouth out in the middle of the lake on the reef edges, which I thought was kinda strange since it looked way more like Smallmouth water.  I came in around 1:00 PM and loaded the boat up and then stopped to grab a bite to eat and headed back to the motel for a nap and then went back in the late afternoon for some more practice.  Re-energized and back on the water I decided to do less fishing and more looking on my Lowrance.  I stopped at a place I found that looked really good and fished it with a Texas rigged ring tube and caught a nice 3 1/2 lb Largemouth and then got a bite and shook that one off. I hit the waypoint button and moved to go look for some more spots.  I never really found anything else that day. The next day which was Friday while out fishing around I noticed I was losing power with my trolling motor slowly and then eventually i had no power. So, I called it a day and went back to the motel around noon. Some of the other guys were there and as I charged my batteries I got all my rods and tackle ready for tomorrow, and put the boat cover on.  My good friend and travel roomy Chris Asbeck called and said he was on his way, so he stopped and picked me up and I fished with him until dark hoping he would show me something to unlock the mystery since he has fished here before and is a self proclaimed Smallie addict.  Turns out we hit a bunch of the same type of stuff I had fished.  We caught a crap load of fish but they were tiny.  We thought the pattern was to hit the orange jugs marking scattered milfoil beds, that is where we caught our better fish, not much better but better.  Oh yeah the Smallie master caught one and I caught a small one.  As we went back to the motel to eat and drink I figured I would just go with Chris tomorrow since we were both fishing by ourselves but last minute I chose not to since he was doing the same things and his ass was talking all afternoon and I couldn't compete with that, I was laughing so hard I could barely cast.
    Tournament morning we got up and headed to the ramp and put our boats in the water.  There was a good breeze blowing and it was cold. This may have been a result of my hangover, "LOL" but I didn't feel good at all.  I started on a spot right in the middle of the lake where there was a good break from 10 feet down to 22 feet.  Shortly after I started I got a bite on my ring tube and set the hook only to bring in a 2 lb snot rocket (pike).  I quickly fixed my tube and threw back out and realized that with the adrenaline flowing I felt like puking. After about 10 minutes or so I wasn't nauseous anymore, but still felt crappy.    I got another bite and landed my first bass and it was a keeper of about 1 1/2 lbs. Again the adrenaline got flowing and I felt like ralphing again.  BLAH!!! This went on for the first four hours of the day until I finally started feeling better, but that was probably because I had my limit of 5 fish but it was a small limit of maybe 7 to 7 1/2 lbs. As I continued to bounce from spot to spot looking for bigger fish my trolling motor quit working on me again with 1 1/2 hours left to fish.  All I could do was find an area that the wind wasn't blowing too hard so I could drift and still fish.  Well, there weren't any fish around willing to bite and with 1/2 an hour before weigh in I started to clean up the boat and actually put my rods away in the rod locker, which is something I hardly ever do.  Usually it is just a big mess by the end of the day.  So, I got back to the landing and Chris pulled up right after so we loaded our boats and waited.  I asked him how he did and he played coy like his day sucked too.  
    Well, in conclusion to the day, my first mistake was not fishing with Chris and enduring all the farts and fun.  All though, the way I felt that morning I probably would have ended up yaking but I may have had a better day of fishing seeing as he won with 17.36 lbs of pig smallmouth bass.  He also had big bass with a 4.77 lb.  Great job Chris! John Pozarski had 14.72 lbs for second place.  These two guys ran away with it because then it dropped to just under 9 lb's. I came in 5th (out of 14) with 7.98 lbs. Again I'll take it for how things went that day. Off to Wal-Mart to buy 2 more trolling batteries.