Editor Andy recently penned an article on his first encounter of a pedal kind ("When Puritan Meets Pedals") in which he describes his experience as "personal growth". Now he snubs his nose at his home waters of Hagg Lake after discovering the joys of salt water. We don't know what has gotten into Editor Andy lately, but we love seeing the inner Andy come out.

Dear Hagg,

It's not you. It's me. Actually...I found another. You may be the literal girl next door, but I am now deep into a long distance relationship. Sure, you and I had fun, but, c'mon, we all need to grow. 

You're safe and predictable. I know that each date results in a haul of smallies and bluegill. Yawn. I...I crave something bigger. Something sassier. Something...plumper.

I mean, maybe we can still be friends and occasionally bang out some bass? After work quickies when mama ocean ain't in the mood? Cool? Thought so...you dirty girl.

I'll call you?

AJ