Toward the end of our most recent summer, sleepy-eyed residents lying in bed watching the 10 o’clock news perked up their ears at the mention of four words seldom uttered in the Bayou State: “late August cold front.”[…]
For many outdoor enthusiasts, deer hunting is a hobby.[…]
Have you ever seen a comb over? You know what I’m talking about — a man in his 50s or 60s starts losing hair on top of his head, so he combs the hair on the side over the top.[…]
Purple martins skimmed just above the water slurping tiny insects from mid air above the cypress-laden banks of Grand Pass as Capt. Cade Thomas’ 24-foot Skeeter sliced through the emerald green water.[…]
October begins the best yellowfin tuna fishing of the year — as close as 5 miles south of South Pass. Big tuna move in to feast on the schools of spawning mullet as they migrate into the Gulf of Mexico.[…]
Reading a Louisiana Sportsman article about kayak fishing on Lake Pontchartrain made me curious about how anyone fishes from one of those.[…]
It happens to me all the time. Somebody begins relating the account of some event or occurrence, and in telling the story their account is filled with unrelated and unnecessary details.[…]
This fall’s hunting should be hotter than the summer’s weather.[…]
Yellowfin tuna often get finicky as the temperatures rise and sea conditions become slick.[…]
“When we started studying cobia in 1988, very little was known about these fish,” he said. “Their biology, age, spawning areas, food and migration patterns were a mystery. At that time, the cobia was being heavily fished and was unmanaged.[…]
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.The reasons are not far to seek.[…]
Garrett didn’t brag: I’ve got to give him that.[…]
More often than not, though, anglers launching at Bayou Segnette stick to the west side of the Mississippi River. From the launch, anglers can reach the top end of the Wagon Wheel in Venice in just over an hour.[…]
Death is inevitable. Like a cloud, it hangs ever on the horizon. On this sea of life, all living things are like little boats being swept along by a great current, its force irresistible and its flow unimpeded.[…]
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.[…]
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.[…]