This years contest was one for the books. The amount of species and top notch specimens caught amazes me. I feel this is a real testament to the growth of the roughfish.com comunity and am more proud than ever to be a part of it. Keeping with last years tradition I want to give a shout out to all persons and things that made this possible. First off shout out to Corey and Andy for all the time, money and effort they sink into this website and contest each year. I really appreciate you guys keeping this fishing insane asylum open year after year for all of the terminal patients. Next I want to shout out everyone who participated this year, thanks for being here and we hope to see you next year. Shout out to anyone who got over a dozen species, remember that there are a lot of fisherman out there who would be hard pressed to even properly ID a dozen species of fish. Shout out to anyone who got over 20 species of fish, you guys are rock stars remember a lot of people have never even caught 20 species of fish. BIG shout out to the top ten anglers this year, a lot of years any of you would have taken the win with those numbers, very nicely done gentlemen. BIG BIG Shout out to my home boy G-Woody AKA FishinDude14 for his integral role in the planning and execution of our western campaign. Without you I couldn’t have pulled this off man you make a great Chewbacca and your knowledge of western endemics is encyclopedia like. I hope we have many more similar adventures in years to come doe... Shout out to Perc30 for an epic and mysterious run. Who the hell are you doe! Shout out to the Rough Fishing brothers Carp Chaser and Phil for another very well angled season. Shout out to RF 29 for catching some seriously sick fish and way more Gars than me. Great job man. Shout out to Gary for making a serious suicide run to Missonois and not only surviving but catching some very awesome fish in the process. Shout out to my main man Goldenfishburg for kicking some serious ass in his first contest and providing moral support. Shout out to my Sensei Dr. Flathead for your usual invaluable intel and also for finding time to catch 38 fuggin species while running a business and taking care of a kid. You a bad Mo Fo. Shout out to Tony S. for the bad ass intel even though we didn’t get a chance to use it. Shout out to Erik Kol for letting me know that there was still an ass load of snow high in the mountains this time of year helping me avoid a frozen fiasco. Shout H&M gas station in Hastings, MN for having chicken gizzards. Shout out River Rat: I see you Amigo! Shout out my Grandma’s yard for having a shit pile of night crawlers in it. Shout out water and gatorade. Shout out Corey who owns the hotel we stayed at in Wyoming for being a strange dude and sending us to some sick remote spots even though we didn’t catch sheeeet. Shout out the hillbillies in Wyoming who removed the Chevron building cameras with 00 buckshot. Shout out Winnie Cooper. Shout out the pants crapper from the lost world for giving me space while I was Redhorse fishing. Shout out Bald Eagle Quickstop for supplying emergency crawlers and fresh Fatheads. Shout out Chicken Shawarma. Shout out all MN State Parks. Shout out my trusty steed Vanny, you hit 200K miles on this trip and didn’t even flinch. Shout out the two suicidal Jack Rabbits I hit in Utah for not taking out anything important on my van on their way out of this world. Shout out Jknuth for help with ID’s and other intel as well as the whole Knuth family. Shot out Ranger Rick. Shout out Graceclaw. Shout out Fit Finley,Hulk Hogan, Ric Flair, Mick Foley and Stone Cold Steve Austin. Shout out Black and Mild cigars. Shout out the friendly fisheries biologist in Montana who hooked me up with a sick ass Grayling spot. Shout out to the Bears near the Grayling lake for not trying to eat us or our cooking fish. Shout out to Uncle Pat for over the road technical support and top notch intel. Shout out Auntie Lia my editor, I owe you sushi! Shout out Bimbo Bread and Oscar Meyer Bologna. Shout out Gamakatsu, Mustad, Tiemco and Owner hooks. Shout out Mr. Spacely. Shout out the Gas Station In Arco, Idaho for having chicken gizzards. Shout out the hustlin’ Hutaritite who made us pay him ten dollars for fishing in a spot we shouldn’t have. Shout out Jack In The Box, especially their burritos. Shout out Little Cleo spoons. Shout out Crayfish. Shout out the Sagebrush lizard. Shout out Captain Black and Borkum Riff pipe tobacco. Shout out reasonable gas prices. Shout out my neighbor for having White Crappies stocked in our lake. Shout out Reeses Peanutbutter cups. Shout out Matt Miller for being a nice ass dude and hooking us up with some awesome spots in Boise area. Shout out to all the fish I tried for and couldn’t catch. Shout out to Marika the fine fisheries biologist from Idaho, even though she sent us to Squaw creek. Shout out loud music. Shout out National Forests. Shout out roads with shoulders that are semi straight. Shout out Sopes. Shout out Bill Strunner for a well angled month. Shout out Bills Dad Uncle Donny; time for some leg shakers! Shout out the little restaurant in bum fugg Idaho who had some of the best burgers I’ve ever had and saving us from certain starvation. RIP Macho Man Randy Savage RIP ODB RIP Otis Smith.
Shout out Shimano reels. Shout out Raw Papers and Zig Zags. Shout out Bear Mace. Shout out Green Leaf dispensary In Spokane Washington. Shout out to the backwards fisheries departments out west for stocking tons of weird shit for us to catch. Shout out Bullheads for being everywhere. Shout out Night Crawlers, Wax worms, Red wigglers and Pile Worms. Shout out Midwest Menace and JeanaBeana! Shout out Desert Angler for entering the last fish and having a cool name. Shoutout Fishaholicsanonymous89 for not getting mad when I tell people she is my girl friend. Shout out Motel 6. Shout out Canna King dispensary in Oregon. Shout out to the little kid in Idaho whooping on Cichlids and Tilapia with waffles and bread. Shout out Montana legend Justin Casey for showing us the spot on the spot for the Grayling and hooking us up with some sick streams to fish. Shout out Gushers and Fruit Roll Ups. Shout out all Gummies especially Twin Snakes. Shout out Okuma rods and reels. Shout out St. Croix Fookin Rods. Shout out my neighbor Eric for making me a bunch of sweet ass bullet case weights. Shout out Mister Twisters. Shout out Ravens and Magpies. Shout out Sagebrush and Mesas. RIP Dimebag Darrell. RIP Johnny Cash and Waylon Jennings. Shout out UpperMI roughangler for catching some really nice fish(esp that freak of a shorty) and for having serious style. Love it man keep it up. Shout out the owner of the Vietnamese restaurant we ate at in Klamath Falls for being wacky as fuck and having excellent food. Shout out to the Game Warden in California for settling the eff down and helping us out on our quest. Shout out to the Latino couple in California who tried to help us find a decent hotel the weekend before fourth of July. Shout out Life Flower dispensary in Colorado. Shout out Casey’s gas stations for having chicken gizzards. Shout out Hot Sauce. Shout out Fiddlefish, where you at doe?! Shout out MuskyMags. Shout out Hobo Spaghetti and water jug coulenders. Shout out Dr. Grabow. Shout out OD4L for bringing me into this crazy world. Shout out the Chocolate Milk drinking Dutchman. Shout out Chicken Gizzards everywhere. Shout out to aquarium releases. Shout out Kenny Rogers for writing the song The Gambler. Shout out folk legend John Henry. Shout out Craters of the Moon Idaho for being unreal. Shout out the fuggin incredible sceanery of North America in general. Shout out Orvis hooks for making small hooks with larger eyes for people who are going blind but refuse to get glasses. Shout out to whoever invented polarized sunglasses. Shout out CastNblast for trying to hook us up with Bulltrout water. Shout out to Bulltrout for being elusive as hell. Shout out to clean clothes after days of filth. Shout out to the poor cleaning ladies who found our bucket of shad in the fridge after we checked out. Shout out Tyler Goodale for rolling around on a milk crate in the back of my van on a last minute species raid and providing invaluable intel on current local conditions once again. Shout out Millie’s in Wappapello, Missouri. RIP Slabber Dave’s. Shout out to Delorme for putting fake campsites on their maps, you guys are such rascals...Shout out Doug Stange for making me want to be a Catfisherman and teaching me the value of bringing a sandwich with you fishing. Shout out Sandwiches. Shout out Patrick F. Mcmanus. Shout out Hong Kong Fuey. Shout out Jack Burton and Snake Plissken. RIP Greenwoods reel. RIP to all of the crawlers who died in the heat of my van. Shout out again to Red Worms for living through anything. Shout out my little brother Smqkey. Shout out to my whole family for supporting my dreams of being a fishing bum. Shout out V8, Pringles and Beef Jerky. Shout out to FlytyinJoel for catching a Bowfin that puts my personal best to shame. What a fish kid. Shout out Chicken Gizzards. Shout out to Gunnar for making the bad ass Logo for this years contest. RIP Dr. Gonzo. RIP Arthur Mondella. RIP Pimp C. RIP Lord Infamous. Shout out to the homeless people that lived in the park we fished in Oregon for being mostly cool. Shout out to toilets in remote areas. Shout out to Rosy Red Minnows. Shout out Petersons Field Guides. Shout out USGS. Shout out all the “Fishes Of” books ever made. Shout out Ricky Bobby. Shout out The Dukes of Hazzard. Shout out Hank the 3rd. Shout out weird bait shops in people's garages. Shout out Chicken Gizzards. For anyone I missed I’m sorry I feel like someone beat me with a steel rod, rolled me down the stairs into a basement and put me, through some kind of weird experiments. After I recover for a few days I will start doing a full write up on our Western Campaign. You get total coverage I promise. Thanks again to Corey and Andy for doing this year after year and to all who Participated. I’m going to take a nap.