There are aspects of America that really put leaks in my waders.
You just never know how your day is going to go while on the water.
I don't like wishing days away, but October 7-14 needed to end.
Over the past couple decades, I have collected antique bamboo fly rods. Contrary to popular belief, not all bamboo rods are valuable. Prior to World War Two almost all rods were made of split bamboo. Some were excellent and costly, some were good medium-priced rods, and some were cheap junk. South Bend, Heddon, and Montague were all rods that were comparable to Fords or Chevrolets. They were good serviceable rods manufactured and priced to sell to the multitudes. Lousy rods were usually made in Japan and carried no manufacturer's name at all; while great rods were individually hand-made and ...
Every year about this time I'm reminded of the time I came across two lost anglers while fishing the Delta. While fishing, they approached my boat and asked me if I knew where the launch ramp was? When I asked them which ramp they were looking for, they had no idea of the name of the ramp they launched out of. They then began to describe the launch ramp to me and after a process of elimination; I realized where they must have launched from. As I began to give them directions, it was obvious to me that they ...
The Old Man second-guessed the gamble of sailing far out into the sea as he watched sharks dissect the biggest catch of his life - and first in 84-days - with carnivorous brutality.
In 1857 and 1858, an emigrant road connected what is now the Ebbets Pass road with Carson Pass. Pioneers coming to California used it for 2 years until the new Ebbets Pass was opened and then the abandoned road began to be reclaimed by the forest from which it was carved. The famous mountain man, John "Snowshoe" Thompson used the route to carry mail over the Sierras in winter when all the roads were closed by snow. For a hundred years the road sat unused and pretty much unknown, lost in the mists of time. The road ran from Hermit ...
This sudden change in the weather definitely wasn't expected.
Although the bulk of the 2011 Stockton 99 Speedway champions had been previously determined, there was still a bit of unfinished business to take care of at the fabled ¼-mile last Saturday night.
I've had a few more than a ton of people ask me about taking trips to Alaska.
Corn-fed was a prison guard. In all my life I have never seen a better convergence of a person, a name and an occupation. Corn-fed was built very much like a steer that stood on two legs; he was huge. In his occupation as a prison guard his size was a great asset. The inmates did what he told them to do and didn't give him any trouble. It was as if he was made for the job.
This past weekend while attending a friend's wedding, I was taken back to the neighborhood where I grew up.
There was a time when simply kicking rocks into puddles could turn into a vicious competition ending in an altercation, but since my brother Mark has spent the better half of the last decade with the Navy we have proven our parents correct with regards to all that "one day you will appreciate each other" type stuff.
Oftentimes when you're out afield, you happen across things that may have no bearing upon hunting or fishing but which enhance the overall outdoor experience. The iron kettle is a perfect example. For decades my Dad and I fished a particular stretch of stream that had great fishing largely because it was difficult to get to. We walked down a trail that followed the main river for 2 miles and then fished up a tributary creek about 4 miles to an old immigrant road that was abandoned in 1858. We walked back 4 more miles along the route of ...
As a beginning fisherman I only had one or two lures I was confident in and used them regardless of the weather or time of year.
Last week, I wrote about conservation efforts to benefit Rocky Mountain Elk and a host of other animals. I didn't want to neglect the fishes however, hence today's column.
Don't let this current storm fool you. If anything, it's going to improve the fishing.
Today kicks off The 2014 GEICO Bassmaster Classic held at Lake Guntersville in Birmingham, Ala.
About 15 years ago my friend Joe Mangelos gave me a free ticket to attend a fund raising banquet for the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation. When I got to the dinner, I was feeling kind of guilty, so I bought some raffle tickets. Darned if I didn't win a brand new 30-06 rifle! I was hooked even though I've never been elk hunting, every year since I make it a point to attend the Elk Foundation Banquet.