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Joe's Sporting Goods

fishing hunting

October 27, 2011 at 3:28PM

I don't go to too many major sporting events, I'm not usually seen at the opera house and I can promise you I've never attended a high tea. I have been in quite a few bait stores, tackle shops and the like. And the kind I like the best, is like the little girls porridge, it has to be just right.

So what makes one right for me, well first of all, when I park, I want to be at the minnow tanks or gun racks in less then a block walk, from my car. If I pass a dog lying on the floor next to the owner or the cash register that feels good too.

I like walking past ice fishing jigs, and wool socks each and every one of the twelve months I shop, not that I buy them in July, but I like knowing if I did want to purchase them, they'd be there. I don't like the stores that rush the seasons on or off the shelves. So the stores better have a lot of shelves' and not so high I can't see what's on the top shelf that hasn't sold in ten years, or hasn't been dusted in twenty.

I like stores where the faces of the owners or employees no matter how unshaven, don't change. I especially like some of the workers who know what there talking about, and they work there because it's in there blood, not just that there working there way through college, at my expense.

I don't like stores that are to big, I don't buy my minnows where I shop for a forty foot long RV, but I like being able to wander around the kayaks and canoes. I don't like the perfect outdoor store, to close to me, either; it's just easier on my wallet. But when I finally get there, I like being able to find all those little lost on a snag, lures. My next visit i'm getting a few bass-o-reno's or the lusty wench duck call I just dropped in a northern bog, and I like when there in stock, not back ordered or will order it for you. I go to the store, because I want it now.

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So I've decided my favorite is, and by a wide margin, Joes Sporting Goods in St Paul, its nice to be all grown up with a wallet and a credit card, I can buy what I want, but when I walk in there doors, I feel like a kid again, cuz they got it all. My second choice goes to... Fisherman's Corner, just a titch north west of Duluth, the hunting-fishing chat is as thick as molasses, and I'd be real interested to know all yours. The trout whisperer

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