Friendships beat fish in fishing | Sports

Fishing has a way of building friendships that seems unparallelled by any other sport.

A couple of weeks ago I received a Facebook message from Correy W. Mikel. The name was familiar, and I knew that I knew him, but I just couldn’t place from where or when.

The only clue was under his name, it said he worked at Coloma Motorsports & Marine and lived in Marcellus. That seemed to resonate, but not enough to kick my memory into gear.

Yet here he was, inviting me to accompany him in his jet boat to check out bass fishing in the Kalamazoo River. Thanks to Facebook, he knew I had an upcoming kayak tournament there, and he’d been fishing it a lot over the years.

He had some suggestions of where to launch and take-out if I was going to drift the river – all very helpful stuff, since I’d only been on that stretch of the Kalamazoo once, more than 20 years ago.

He gave me a couple of days when he was planning to fish and ended his note with this: “Even if one of these days doesn’t work I’d still like to hook up and fish. Just like the old days of Cass Bass Club!”

“BING!”

I remembered who Correy was. We’d been in the Cass Bass Club together in the late 1990s. Immediately I could picture his Yamaha-powered Skeeter boat and the trim, enthusiastic young father of two who usually did pretty well in our little club tournaments.

I was grateful for the invitation and excited to take him up on it, and we made plans to meet last Monday at a nearby park-and-ride at 6 a.m.

From there we’d head to downtown Kalamazoo. It didn’t occur to me until later that I hadn’t seen Correy for 19 years

He is still fit, closing in on 50, although few would ever guess he had that many years under his belt.

Apparently he’d run across my name on Facebook as he has started kayak fishing himself, since Coloma Motor Sports & Marine,…

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