An E-mail from Russ Hubbard

A true fishing testimonial from a HAPPY BarHopp'R client. Read about Russ Hubbard's experience with Capt. Butch Rickey, one of the top native Florida fishing guides, backcountry fishing and flats fishing in the waters of Pine Island Sound around Sanibel Island, Captiva Island, Pine Island, and occassionally, Sarasota Bay.
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Butch,

We've heard it all over the years. "That's why they call it 'fishing' and not 'catching.' You should have been here yesterday. It's old line, it's new line. It's not my own gear and tackle. It's the tide. It's the moon. Struck too early. Struck too late. The toilets not flushed and the cats pregnant...."

The list goes on and on and you have probably heard just about any and every possible configuration that's humanly conceivable.

There is only on constant that rings and holds true day in and day out. That constant is you. Captain Extroidinare. Once again you have proven your worth on the water. You keep at it. If something or someplace does not work you find another place or another way to put customers on fish. You are the man.

I have fished with you many times. I can no longer keep count how many times it's been and it no longer matters. We have fished the skinny water side by side for several years. We have even ventured together to haunts unknown to you, but you went along for the adventure and we have had our fair share of fun along the way. I honestly can't remember if we've ever argued. And if we have I certainly cannot remember why.

I brought with me two new recruits for the 'Barhopper Experience' recently and they have heard of your exploits over the years. And they have visited your web site and read some of the reports. But I was never quite sure what they actually believed until they had their turn upon the prow of one of the best fishing platforms on the water. We wrecked the Redfish and the Redfish wrecked us. What a wonderful day on the water. The wind was managable, the tide cooperated and the rain stayed in the distance. We ran out of live bait and it didn't matter. The Reds were eating dead Greenies for Christ's sakes. There was a moment I envisioned tossing out a beer can with a hook attached. The Reds just kept coming and coming. The damn Energizer Bunny would have quit and walked away talking to himself. What a day!

As we drove across the state heading home, there was wild chatter from my friends. They had the day of their lives. There will be dreams of Redfish tonite. Of that I am sure.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Regards,

Russ Hubbard

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