“The time for dillydallying with this great problem has passed; [federal officials] are far too dilatory in their movements, and take too long to devise ways and find means to avert the threatened danger, and rather incline to a plan that is entirely at variance with their printed opinions[…]
Without a doubt, the flathead catfish has more aliases than any other fish, probably beating out even the infamous choupique.[…]
We are approaching the middle of another hurricane season. Have you finalized your plans in case a storm comes your way? Did you include your boat in that plan?[…]
I first met Hypophthalmichthyes molitrix on a warm summer’s night in 1997. A scimitar-shaped crescent moon hung over the humid night’s air in the Atchafalaya Basin.[…]
During the extremely hot weather this month, I’ll go to Venice, where the water’s always moving, which causes the bass to bite. For an enjoyable day of fishing and an easy day of catching, Venice will be the most-productive place to fish this month.[…]
Bad connections can cause your electronics to do things that are science-fiction strange. They can cause simple problems like a unit failing to power-up, but they prefer to hide behind sneaky, intermittent troubles that could be caused by dozens of things.[…]
When it comes to topwater and weedless topwater artificial lures, it’s obvious the best of both worlds is wrapped up — literally — in YUM’s appropriately named Money Hound.[…]
Accidents, mishaps, incidents — misadventures in the field go by a variety of names. My wife, Carol, calls them “Terry Moments,” and I have to admit I have more than my share of them. Several years ago, I even wrote a feature for Louisiana Sportsman about some of the more bizarre ones.[…]
Louisiana Trees and Shrubs, Louisiana Forestry Commission Bulletin No. 1, was written by Clair A. Brown, professor of botany at Louisiana State University, and was published in 1945.[…]
To say that Lake Borgne and Rodney Dangerfield have a lot in common might be a little too strong. At least everybody knew who Rodney Dangerfield was even if they didn’t respect him.[…]
We were making good time cutting through 2- to 3-foot seas in West Cote Blanche Bay, but on the horizon, as far as you could see out in the Gulf, was an ominous slate-blue sky, which meant only one thing: We were going to get wet — real wet — possibly before we reached our destination.[…]