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I've learned over the years that a person could drive themselves crazy worrying about every little detail when it came to fishing.
I'm a seven last-casts type of guy.
In my last column, I told you that I might be moving to the local KOA, because I was going elk hunting on our 50th anniversary.
After last week's weather, many anglers have put away their equipment and will be staying close to the fireplace for the next few months.
My cousin got booted from the Brock Lesnar-Cain Velasquez title fight a few weeks back for trying to break up a girl-fight in the stands moments before the main event.
It seems like a lifetime ago that I coached football and basketball at the Manteca Boys and Girls Club. In those days, we not only coached to win but we coached to respect the game and our opponent.
This morning brought the first real cold snap of the year. For many anglers, the colder temperatures bring the fish closer to the surface. For others, fishing is only going to get tougher as their species of choice will most likely be hunkering down for the winter. Fishing the wintertime can be extremely tough and for the inpatient person, unbearable. When I think about fishing during the wintertime I immediately think of slowing down and downsizing my line. Unless I'm lucky enough to find an active school of fish the bites are going to be far and few and ...
By the time you read this column, Thanksgiving dinner will be just a memory evidenced by a bunch of leftovers in the fridge, and an extra notch let out in your belt.
Frightened or appalled by the prospect of walking up an escalator that dared to stop working, the lady stepped aside and allowed the guy with a frayed deltoid ligament on his left ankle and the other guy with a chewed up meniscus to hike up the stuck steps.
For almost five decades, I have been afflicted with Bear Fever.
Thanksgiving is next Thursday, and while some will be playing football or staying warm inside, I've kind of made it a tradition of mine to get out fishing for the early part of the day.
The fish took off with only a slight rhythmic list from left to right. The barb was stuck securely in its dorsal fin, which did little to stop his down-river run.
If you are one of the thousands of out-of-state hunters who have been coming to Montana to hunt with an outfitter, those days are gone.
Even before Del Oro boarded its bus in Loomis, the majority of the Sac-Joaquin Section knew what to expect from the Golden Eagles in their SJS Division-III playoff debut. East Union knew more so than anyone, yet the Lancers still had a job to do.
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.