Ok, let’s get the technical mumbo jumbo out of the way first. I tied these BWO spinners, dropped them in a glass of water and snapped their pic with my cell phone. Why the cell phone? Why not? It has more mega-pickle than my Nikon SLR. So there you have it…you know all my secrets..ha! The truth is I have been slowly shedding gadgets and gizmos over the past few years. I don’t carry my SLR everywhere I go like I used to. I travel light. I carry fewer flies. I even quit drinking booze. I know! What kind of self respecting outdoors man doesn’t steal a sip of booze from their flask now and then? Me I guess. I loved to fish from the first time I held a rod in my hand as a young boy. It was pure passion. Somewhere along the line the liquor became more important than the fish. The passion got diluted in a bottle of Johnnie Walker Red. At some point I realized I stopped being a fisherman and was just a drunk with a rod in his hand. It’s kinda like being the guy who cheats in golf. You don’t think anyone knows…but everyone knows. So anyway…pour me a nice cold BWO martini. It’s purity for me from now on. Wish me luck. I still dream of scotch.