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This letter is from Dave Norton one of my good friends and pro-staffers sent me. I thought I would share it with all of you.
My first encounter with Brovarney Baits was during the middle of the 2004 Everstart Northern Division opener at Red Wing. When I say “the middle”, I mean the MIDDLE! The Everstart’s are four days long, if one can make it past the second and third day cuts. The field is typically cut from 400 anglers down to 40 after day two, then down to 20 after day three. Anyway, I decided to not make a reservation for the third and fourth night. Now this may sound a tad pessimistic, but I was just thinking logically. My plan was to possibly benefit from the group of optimists that booked the entire four days. When they didn’t make the cut (which 90% did not), they would cancel their reservations and I would grab the vacant room. Did it work? Actually, I didn’t even get a chance to try it. After the day two weigh-in, I bumped into Casey Hewes and we started sharing with each other our past two days experiences. During our rap session, Casey shared that he had a room for one more night and that I was invited to split the room if I wanted. Hey, when you travel and fish tournaments, you jump at the chance to save a few dollars. Well, what started out as a savings of twenty dollars or so and some good camaraderie, turned out to be worth a boat load of money!
Later that evening, I explained to Casey how I made it to day three by throwing a swimming jig 100% of the first two days. I had drawn a couple of out-of-towners that had NO clue as to what I was throwing. It was great. In fact, I remember my day one partner questioning my ability to cast accurately shortly after we started fishing. This guy was supposedly best buds with Iaconnelli, and I half believe him because he was using a speed worm. Anyway, I responded by saying, “I’m hitting every target that I’m aiming at, so what makes you say that?” He stated, “Well as soon as your jig hits the water you don’t even let it sink. You just burn it in and make another cast as if you missed your target”. I just grinned. After the first hour of fishing, I had three beauties in the livewell and he hadn’t caught a keeper yet. Needless to say, he had every jig and grub he owned laying on the front deck trying to duplicated what I was doing. My day two partner blanked on day one. He was a big water, east coast guy and was lost on the river. He realized he wasn’t going to make the cut, so he let me fish all of my spots without bothering me-- another successful day.
Despite the momentum, and having figured out the bite, I shared with Casey two MAJOR concerns that I had for the remainder of the tournament. Number one, the northern bite had really taken a toll on my limited innovatory of jigs and grubs. I was down to just a few. Secondly, the jig I was using cost me 3 really nice fish on both day one and day two. The fish had pulled about five feet back into the thick grass and pads. To get these fish to bite, I had to throw about 15 feet over the weed edge, and swim the jig out. Typical pattern for using the jig, I know. But what I wasn’t expecting was the size of the fish that were inhaling my bait. These fish were so big, I would hook up, then lay into them to try to wrestle them out of the weeds and straighten the hook. Going in after them was very difficult due to the current and shallow water. These fish needed to be yanked out of there, and I didn’t have the hook to do it with. My jigs were designed for open water, and had a pretty light-wire hook. I knew that to make it to the final day, I needed to fix these problems now! Ahoy…Brovarney Baits jigs!
Casey quickly revealed an assortment of his ¼ oz. Brovarney Baits swim jigs that he had on hand. Not only was Casey able to rectify my jig/ grub shortage, but he had the jig and hook combo I needed to pull these pigs though the heavy cover when teamed up with 65 pound Power Pro, and a 7 ft. medium-heavy St. Croix Avid rod. Now don’t misunderstand me, I have discovered these jigs to also be great open water baits too, thanks to the extremely sharp hook. But the hook had just a touch more stiffness than the only jigs I had.
Day three turned out to be a success. Once again, I spent the entire day swimming a jig while my partner threw a buzzbait all day. I moved up in the standings, making it to the final day sitting in 2nd place. It’s a pretty good feeling knowing that out of 200 guys; you’re sitting in 2nd. Finally, day four. Now I’ve got the confidence knowing that I have definitely figured these fish out. If I can cut and paste day three events into day four, I should have this baby wrapped up. As I climb into the boat for the final time, my heart drops as I catch a glimpse of my partner’s arsenal lying on the deck of the boat. Four rods, which every one was equipped with a SWIM JIG! Dang it! As the day unfolded, it concluded with me pocketing $2,500 for 4th place, and my partner banking a cool $11,000 and a brand-new $40,000 Ranger boat for his victory. THANK YOU CASEY AND BROVARNEY BAITS!