August 2013 - Volume 33, Number 8

Features

A good old-fashioned clear-cut can do a lot to help feed deer and increase hunting opportunities. Here’s why.

During the mid-1970s, I was conducting a study concerning the flora of Bienville Parish for my master’s thesis at Northeast Louisiana University (now ULM) when I got a glimpse of my first large timber clear-cut.

The fish-filled marshes of this Lafourche Parish town provide protection in any wind. And redfish are standing in line to pounce on your offering.

Capt. Bobby Gros enclosed the baitfish in his dripping-wet palm, and with a few wiggles of his fingertips, maneuvered it so that only its head emerged from his thick hand.

Late summer is the time to put up artificial lures and stock up on live bait. Here’s what you need to know to make the most of your time on the water.

The August morning was warm and sticky. The wisp of the faint breeze only seemed to move the stifling hot air around, giving no real relief.

Vermilion Bay is often flooded with fresh water, but there’s no better place to snag a limit of redfish when things settle down in the heat of the summer.

Surrounded by boats, raucous gulls and terns dived into the green waters of Vermilion Bay near Weeks Island. And as quickly as lines could be cast, anglers were landing speckled trout.

Why tough it out trying to catch a few trout around Grand Isle when you can head a few miles offshore and stock up on all sorts of fish for a camp cookout?

The horror finally became intolerable, and I creaked out of bed and limped out to the beach-front porch — to find that Pelayo and Eddie had beat me to it.

Sabine Lake produces some of the most-striking reds in the Bayou State. Here’s how to put some of these copper-hued fish in the boat.

“There’s some fish moving on that cut over there,” said Capt. Robby Trahan, pointing to a finger bayou coming out of the marsh on Sabine Lake’s northeastern edge. “They’re going down these banks right now because there’s a lot of bait in here.”

Trout move out of the marshes and into the big, open water of Breton Sound. Putting together a box of fish is a matter of hitting enough spots to find where the specks are hiding.

Mention the word “August” to anyone who lives in Southeast Louisiana, and several thoughts immediately come to mind. None of them are exciting.

The Louisiana coastline is filled with reds just begging to be caught this month.