Causeway’s Troll
Once upon a time, not long ago, a troll lived under a bridge. Well, actually there were two bridges — long ones, 24 miles each.[…]
Once upon a time, not long ago, a troll lived under a bridge. Well, actually there were two bridges — long ones, 24 miles each.[…]
Getting to a favorite fishing location shouldn’t require setting up a tent at the local boat landing to be there before everyone else.[…]
Saline-Larto. The name kind of has a ring to it, like a gang of bank robbers from the Wild West. Or maybe a gunslinger — I can hear it now, “Watch out, that’s the Saline-Larto Kid!”[…]
Young Justin Johnson had watched closely while his father Shane and Bo Boudreaux practiced for what the two older hunters hoped would result in a double on turkeys — with bows.[…]
Behind relentless wind, the beginning of the wholesale movement of speckled trout from the inside to the outside is the second-most frequently heard excuse anglers give for struggling to catch fish during March.[…]
Dawn began to define what we had dubbed the “slough hole.” It was the first morning of rifle season in Area 1, and from 15 feet up an oak tree that was dropping acorns on my head, I remembered how this came to be the fourth deer stand I put up.[…]
The French named the wandering waterway “Bayou Bienvenue” (Bayou Welcome) probably because it was like a welcome mat, providing passage for ships entering from Lake Borgne almost to the very doorstep of New Orleans.[…]
Die geschichte der schweinekopf Snoopy (The story of the pighead Snoopy) are the opening words of the 1967 rock-and-roll classic, “Snoopy vs. the Red Baron.”[…]
Doc’s brother, Toby, seemed perplexed as he chatted with Pelayo’s brud-n-law Zach, in from Atlanta for Mardi Gras. Toby’s face contorted and his eyebrows scrunched as he asked Zach again and again: “East Bay? Sure it’s East Bay? Why on earth East Bay — especially this time of the year?”[…]
In February 2009, for the first time in nearly 15 years, Crappie USA came back to Louisiana to hold a qualifying tournament. The area the organization selected was the Atchafalaya Basin, with Morgan City the host.[…]
Exhaustion sets in, forcing the battle-scarred buck to seek refuge. An eye is wounded, and missing fur and cuts prevail all around its face and neck. Finally, the worn buck returns to an old bedding site. Here it beds down, and within minutes, the whitetail knocks out.[…]
“Most were over 5,” he said. “It had been warm the week before, and the water temperature crept up to 67 degrees. The topwater bite usually doesn’t kick off until [the water temperature] hits 70, but those extra three degrees didn’t matter that day.”[…]
February’s a month to look back at the deer season that was and look forward to the trout season that’s just kicking off.[…]
February’s a month to look back at the deer season that was and look forward to the trout season that’s just kicking off.[…]
“I’m a catch-and-release fisherman,” says 63-year old Charles Johnson. He is sitting at a campfire in the Johnson Compound at the Lake Bruin State Park Campground. “I catch them and release them into the ice chest.”[…]
Nearly 20 years removed from living in the U.S. Army barracks at Baumholder, Germany, I still can’t get some things that went on there out of my mind. […]