Big Smallie Tackle is Like the Rockstar Lures of Jigs

No, Big Smallie Tackle and Rockstar Lures are not related. But they do seem to share a few of the same ideals like attention to detail and being handcrafted with care and flair. Not to mention making some of the biggest damn jigs I’ve ever seen like this monster 10-inch swim jig!

The legendary hair jig has brought in more smallmouth, walleye, and striped bass than any other artificial in history. Yet somehow the hair jig has become terribly underrated for adding weight to the livewell since the introduction of affordable rubber and silicone dressings. A good old fashioned bear hair, bucktail, or rabbit hair jig has become the necessity of only those who can’t buy a bite with anything else in the tackle box. Only after that mean cold front passes and the bass seem to all but disappeared will anglers tie on the dependable hair jig from their “panic box.”

We will be receiving some Big Smallie Tackle jigs in the next week or two for review, and I’m also working on a special trip to Mystery Lake before the end of October. Combine those two and you should be in a big bass treat when I get back!

Jack Lake Fishing Report, August 21-22 2004

Here is another one of our older articles, this time it’s one of my favorite Musky reports from 2004. Unfortunately, it was also the weekend that my thumb got a nice gash when a Musky tried to have it for lunch, it was still one of the most beautiful and memorable weekends of 2004.

Enjoy!

“We were no longer men. We had become something more. We were like gods, fishing from the clouds in search angels…”

Our day started late, we arrived at Jacks lake around one in the afternoon. The sun was bright and shone down with great heat. We layered up with sun block, packed up the canoe and set out on our way. We covered the opposite shore with soft plastic baits in search of lunker bass. We quickly advanced over shallow shorelines covered by weeds and rock. Within a couple hours we had reached the bay we wanted to fish. We decided to stop and prepare some food, allowing the afternoon sun to cool down.

We headed directly to the spot we planned to fish. Prior visits to this location had led us to believe muskie
could be located here. We cut the motor a hundred yards away. A cool breeze drifted us perfectly into position. I tied on a Mepps black fury (Musky Killer) with a black bucktail. Jon did the same. The smell of muskie was in the air.

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