No ‘maybe’ in May — Best bets for speckled trout, reds in St. Bernard Parish
Henry David Thoreau once said, “Everyone should believe in something; I believe I’ll go fishing.” […]
Henry David Thoreau once said, “Everyone should believe in something; I believe I’ll go fishing.” […]
Traffic, taxes, vending machines that take our money but withhold the candy bar — life’s full of irritations and aggravations that prompt the occasional flip-out.[…]
They haunt our dreams and are the constant subjects of many Internet legends and hoaxes.[…]
This is not subtle. It’s not finesse. But it’s one of bass fishing’s bolder, attention-craving baits.[…]
The bass spawn is over on Lake D’Arbonne, so put up your rods and reels, pack up those lures and catch up on your honey-do list.[…]
It’s big-trout time, but where should you go to have the best shot at a wall-hanger? Turn to page 41 to find out.[…]
The strikingly handsome young man piloting the big pickup truck wore confidence all over his body like a hard shellac veneer. At only 30 years old, he was the youngest but clearly alpha male of the three-person catfish-grabbing crew.[…]
Speckled trout have always been the premier gamefish in Louisiana’s coastal marshes, and big speckled trout — the kind that are 7 pounds and larger — are the stuff of which dreams are made.[…]
There are about as many ways to catch catfish as there are ways to cook them. Rods, yo-yos, jugs, trotlines, nets, traps and limb lines are all employed by Louisiana sportsmen.[…]
“Redfish in April?” Artie laughed as Doc mentioned our forthcoming fishing trip. “Man, redfish ain’t ‘runnin now! Dey run in da fall! You guys gotta be outcha mind![…]
Whenever I fish with Capt. Mike Gallo, we always bring a third man along. There’s plenty of room in his 24-foot bay boat, plus it means an extra set of hands and a third line in the water to increase our chances of catching something picture worthy.[…]
You won’t find too many speckled trout anglers who like wind. Wind muddies the water. Wind makes even simple things more difficult.[…]
Seeing is believing, but you’d better believe that too much of a good thing — namely, sunlight — can make it tough for you to see what you’re seeking.[…]
He made catching sac-a-lait from Lake Henderson look like taking candy from a baby. It was like watching a hybrid between a robot and a ballet dancer at work. No moves were wasted; everything seemed programmed.[…]
Twelve-year-old Dane Humbles tightened his grip on the shotgun and sighted down the barrel as the big gobbler closed the distance in a quick trot.[…]
April is here at last—time for any red-blooded coastal fisherman to start thinking about the fish.
The fish?[…]