July 2010 - Volume 30, Number 7


If you’re an avid waterfowler, and you’ve never made a trip to the breeding grounds, start planning one now. It’s cheaper than you think, and you won’t believe what you’re in for.

When it comes to Louisiana, I’m more biased than an NBA ref with a dozen Benjamins riding on the game he’s officiating.

The roots of this annual event run deep.

For only the fourth time in 82 years the International Grand Isle Tarpon Rodeo has been cancelled. Its cancellation leaves a void in many saltwater anglers that will be hard to fill. The rodeo is the culmination of summer.

You won’t strike out fishing from this destination this month, and you might hit one out the park.

You know what they say in baseball — three strikes and you’re out. Well, I’m mighty close to strike three.

These successful marsh bass anglers say there’s only one place where the action will be on fire this month.

Marsh bass have a rough life. Unlike their fat kin that bide their time lazily lounging under logs in lakes, marsh bass spend their days battling tidal current, searching for something to eat and evading schools of roaming redfish.

The big lake to the north of New Orleans is one of the few coastal places still open to fishing. Good thing it’s so productive this time of year.

I wonder if Iberville would have ever made it back to Ship Island had he carried sliding corks with him in his pirogue as he passed through the waters he named Maurapas and Pontchartrain.

This time of year, massive schools of redfish make the water around Lake Boudreaux turn bronze.

I was thinking to myself how much I have come to HATE getting up at 3:30 to go fishing. Really, who can like that kind of sleep depravation?

Can’t catch crappie in the hot summer? You will using this technique.

I remember watching Hank Parker fishing with a spincast rod and reel on his television show several years ago. He was fishing for crappie, and he claimed that using the push-button reel and limber rod allowed him to present his jig to fish that were virtually unmolested right in the middle of a bustling lake.

You should definitely be in a hurry to get to this south-central Louisiana hotspot.

It’s hard to know what all the hurry is about, but you would think running to a place called Turtle Bayou, by name alone, there wouldn’t be any rush.

Yes, there's some oil along the coast, but that doesn't mean you can't have all the fishing action you could ever want this month.