This story, “Bull Bass Are My Hobby,” appeared in the July 1963 issue of Outdoor Life. Sometimes you can’t win. Conditions that July night were just about perfect. It was warm and still, with barely enough breeze to ruffle the surface of the water. A big moon, almost full, made casting as easy as by daylight. I was on Bull Shoals Lake, the huge, sprawling impoundment that straddles the Arkansas-Missouri border in the north-central Ozarks. Since …