River Rat Rules
During the early 1990s, it didn’t take much effort to stroke my ego by pitching a black/blue ringer worm to the many laydowns in the Ouachita River.[…]
During the early 1990s, it didn’t take much effort to stroke my ego by pitching a black/blue ringer worm to the many laydowns in the Ouachita River.[…]
There’s something to be said about slumming, and when it comes to springtime fishing in the narrow bayous that run into Atchafalaya Bay, you just might discover that one man’s trash is another’s treasure.[…]
This Memorial Day weekend, like last year’s and the year before that, casual visitors to Louisiana’s coast will wonder, “Who let the dogs out?”[…]
Our teeth should have been chattering.
We should have been bundled to our necks with long-johns, fleece pullovers, fluffy coveralls and heavy coats stuffed with the latest creation from DuPont chemists.[…]
It wasn’t that long ago, a year maybe, that Capt. Charlie Thomason started to notice a growing trend every time he saw a bass tournament on TV.[…]
With the wind blowing at 20 knots, Lake Calcasieu looked like a chocolate milkshake. Most fair-weather fishermen had cancelled their trips, but Kirk and Guy Stansel, who fish there 250 days a year, would brave rain, sleet, snow or bright, hot sun to get you in a boat and try to find you fish.[…]
Somewhere deep in the Mississippi River bottomlands between Devil’s Swamp and Port Hudson, I stood in complete darkness, mesmerized by the echoes of the basso profundo bugling of Rock and the contralto bawling of Memphis, two first-class walker coon hounds.[…]
From Venice to Shreveport, bass, trout and more are just dying to jump into your boat this month.[…]
From Venice to Shreveport, bass, trout and more are just dying to jump into your boat this month.[…]
The best bass fishing of the year is still in full-swing, and speck season if just kicking off. It’s all too much fotr the heart to hold![…]
The best bass fishing of the year is still in full-swing, and speck season is just kicking off. It’s all too much for the heart to hold![…]
One of my platoon sergeants when I was in the Army stood maybe 5 1/2 feet tall after putting on his boots. At first glance, there wasn’t much to this fellow, a Fiat on a freeway full of Ford trucks.
However, it didn’t take me long to learn that there was more to this man than met the eye after he picked me up from my initial processing into my new assignment at Baumholder, Germany.
Little dog syndrome, little man syndrome — whatever you want to call it, my new boss for two years had it. Whatever he was lacking in size, he tried to cover up by physically asserting his presence, and he was good at it.[…]
If the pun police and the cliché cops can look aside for a moment, we need to point out that a popping cork is the fishing world’s ultimate example of bait-and-switch.[…]
It may look like you’ve snagged a piece of debris, or maybe you forgot to reset your bait after the last strike, but the truth about wacky rigs is undeniable — these seemingly random arrangements catch fish when many other lures fail to impress picky bass.[…]
It’s a shame when a grown man starts shaking like this,” said 40-year-old Sam Barbera as he idled his fishing partner’s boat out of the Mandeville Boat Launch.[…]
Maybe it was dense fog. Or maybe it was the moisture of the fog’s water droplets that dampened my jacket, where the breeze generated by the boat’s movement gave me a chill.[…]