September 2006 - Volume 26, Number 9


The effects of Katrina and Rita linger into this hunting season - both for the good and the bad.

One year after a hurricane hit each coastal corner of Louisiana like a blast from a double-barreled shotgun fired from the Gulf of Mexico, habitat and the wildlife that use it are the focus of biologists and hunters, particularly on areas that are open to the public.

Man-made reefs make it easy for anglers to find the fish.

There is an old saying in fishing circles that 10 percent of the anglers catch 90 percent of the fish. In other words, one out of 10 anglers catch nine out of 10 fish.

Want trophies? Then stay away from Bay Eloi. But if your goal is to put the world’s best-tasting speckled trout fillets on your plate, there are few better places to go this month.

OK, I admit it. It’s not like I’m embarrassed about it or anything, but I just don’t eat a lot of fish. I eat some kinds of fish, but not all kinds, and almost never in a restaurant.

Bass anglers can access a host of fishy waters through the backdown ramps at Bayou Segnette State Park.

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is the ninth installment of a 12-part series exploring the best bass-fishing areas in the Bayou State.

The mouth of the Mississippi River is bouncing back, providing perfect habitat for the teal that are right at this very moment heading down to Louisiana.

Since the “special teal season,” as it was first called, started running back in 1968, the aerial duck counts for Louisiana have shown one thing consistently: The greatest concentrations — by far — of teal in Southeast Louisiana cram into the Mississippi Delta.

Want to harvest a giant alligator? Well, now you can by getting tags from the state.

Each year, as club president of a hunting lease I share with several friends, I am required to record and report to the land company we lease from deer harvest information.

Researchers are gaining clues about the mysterious migration habits of cobia.

EDITOR’S NOTE: This is part two of a two-part series. Part one appeared in the August issue.

This popular St. Bernard Parish port was annihilated by Hurricane Katrina, but the fishing there has never been better.

Garrett didn’t brag: I’ve got to give him that.

My 15-year-old son was out-fishing three grown, veteran anglers. Trout were flopping over the gunwale, and Garrett was his usual unassuming self.

Just because it’s hot doesn’t mean the deer don’t move. Here’s how several Louisiana hunters deal with the problems associated with early season hunting.

Marck “Doc” Smythe was sitting in a tallow tree in the Cameron Parish marsh, waiting on the sun to push past the horizon and, hopefully, for a deer to walk by. He was psyched at the thought of sticking a deer.

Sometimes a little vertical lift is all that’s needed to turn finicky tuna into ravenous hordes.

Yellowfin tuna often get finicky as the temperatures rise and sea conditions become slick.

This fall's hunting should be hotter than the summer's weather.