Since Buffalo Wild Wings opened, I'd planned on an afternoon of college football there.
Over the years, I've developed a habit of getting up early regardless of what day it was.
I was likely the only person in Northern California who could not stop thinking about Dwight Eugene Gooden during the San Francisco Giants' victory parade Wednesday in San Francisco. It was a young, gifted Gooden who escorted me towards my newfound greatest moment in sports.
I had breakfast with my external abdominal obliques Saturday. I had no choice.
Working with teenagers, I'm amazed at how many of them have never been fishing yet.
A ton of horror movies make me laugh - adolescent girls with unwashed waist-length black hair climbing out of televisions slower than a slug in salt and still catching dudes that appear to be capable of easily busting out a 5k run.
Duck hunters, beware. There are going to be anglers out on the water and you must not disturb their fishing areas. Unfortunately, it's the anglers that must beware as duck hunting season is now open. Over the years I've developed a sort of love-hate relationship with duck hunters. Once the hunting season ends many of the hunters' blinds are abandoned until the next year. I've caught some of my biggest fish while fishing around abandoned duck blinds. During hunting season anglers usually avoid fishing around the blinds in fear of disturbing a hunter. Consequently, the fish become ...
Since Manteca Unified School District has more high school students than Prince of Wales Island has residents you probably didn't hear about the 75-mile per hour winds that knocked out power on the entire island, isolating it from mail and cutting ATM machines off from the money bags that supply them. I contemplated calling mom's school weak for giving kids and teachers the day off in light of there being no power, because we've gone without power here for part of the school day, but the argument was a little too unreasonable.
Recently, I had a garage sale and was able to sell a lot of my unused fishing tackle. Most of the items I sold were practically brand new.
After the afternoon on the Upper Sacramento in which I couldn't conjure up better circumstances without being unreasonable, I became jealous that night, of the people next to me that had real hot dog skewers and tinfoil.
Last night was the first night in a while that we've had thunder and lightning.
Looking down from the Interstate-5 bridges, the calm fingers of Shasta Lake eventually become the churning waters of the Sacramento River over a series of inconspicuous turns.
I really dig being a Giants fan right now.
If there's one thing that I can never predict, it's the weather.
Two dollars bought me a polar shrimp that was sawed beyond recognition by the teeth of Alaskan cutthroat and Dolly Varden.
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.