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Everybody eats pogies

Yes, everybody eats pogies; They just don’t know it.

The sea is a funny place. On land, planting-eating species (herbivores) vastly outnumber meat-eaters (carnivores). That’s because it takes 10 pounds of herbivore flesh to produce 1 pound of carnivore.[…]

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Never give up

When my kids were young, I was determined they would be as eaten up with hunting and fishing as I was. They were dragged along on trips as often as possible, and the lessons stuck ­— at least with my son.[…]

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Do your homework

Well, here we are in August, the last month of summer. Even though it is still an oven outdoors, we are already thinking about hunting season and making plans to enjoy those glorious fall days.[…]

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Reds in the weeds

The heat of summer is in full swing, and many of the shallow marsh ponds are choked with submerged aquatic vegetation. The grass is so thick that it prevents powerboats from accessing these areas, and this is great news for kayak fishermen.[…]

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Buck or doe — the choice is yours

It is hard to believe that the 2013-14 hunting season is just around the corner. Now is the time to be making final preparations for the upcoming season, one of which should be to purchase your new hunting license and obtain deer tags, which are required of all deer hunters.[…]

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VOSI Answer Man

Frequent readers of this column are cognizant of the Vertically Oriented Strike Indicator, for which its acronym VOSI has become well-established and even published in books.[…]

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No one can call a triggerfish cute

Drab, mottled gray, buck-toothed, big-headed and pig-eyed — a gray triggerfish wouldn’t fit anyone’s definition of cute or beautiful. Inexperienced offshore fishermen who reel in one of these charmers at an offshore oil platform will usually stare at their catch clueless as to what it is.

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The lunker parade

My introduction to Toledo Bend was almost 20 years ago this month when I drove to the reservoir for a Louisiana Outdoor Writers Association meeting. Former Louisiana Sportsman editor Todd Masson and I jumped on John Dean’s boat, and spent a broiling-hot day dropping plastics into 30 feet of water.[…]