BLASPHEMY! Splitshots, thingamabobbers, speydicator lines?!?!?! Stop the torture!
I've spent many a days at the bow of the boat throwing jigs at yellows and poppers at tuna while the rest of the folks are hooking them left and right on bait. I've drifted dries over and over again through foam lines so drop dead sexy that your bones shudder anticipating the rise, without any luck. And now, I swing big chunks of rabbit and marabou over emerald waters rumored to hold steel, waiting for that legendary tug. It's just more fun, plain and simple, and sometimes, it's worth the fishless days just knowing you tried.
I will deny it till my dieing days, but I may possibly use some splitshot every now and then. When the locals run high after the winter runoff, a big ole nasty streamer and a couple splitshots dredged through deep, fast holes can result in some big fish. But I've never done it myself