Two-Faced Venice
It was a typical winter day in South Louisiana. Forecasters called for 20-mph-plus winds as another front pushed through the state.[…]
It was a typical winter day in South Louisiana. Forecasters called for 20-mph-plus winds as another front pushed through the state.[…]
Ken Chaumont pulled his Steiner binoculars from his eyes and yelled out that he had spotted a huge flock of sea gulls working near the Washout. My pulse kicked into high gear.[…]
Officially, it’s designated the Biloxi Wildlife Management Area. Not because it’s anywhere near Biloxi, but because it’s owned by and leased from the Biloxi Marsh Corporation.[…]
The din of the 90-horsepower Mercury had barely left my ears when I spied the first redfish while taking my place on the front deck.[…]
On the chilly, early morning boat ride into the Lafitte marsh it dawned on me that summer was really over. I realized then that it was time to put away the shorts and T-shirts until next year, and break out the long sleeve shirts and jeans.[…]
Back in the ’70s, there was a shampoo commercial with the punch line, “You’ll tell two friends, and they’ll tell two friends, and so on and so on.”[…]
As editor of BASSMASTER magazine, James Hall can send an e-mail, select a cover picture and edit a sentence all while on the phone assigning a story to a free-lance writer.[…]
Plaquemines Parish fishing has received an incredible amount of exposure the past few years, but there’s an often over-looked jumping-off spot that many anglers whiz by — often as fast as possible while holding their breath or breathing through their mouth on the way to Buras and Venice.[…]
“Hey dawtee, guess why Mars is red?”
My daughter was observing the planet through her binoculars. I anticipated some enlightenment from her 8th grade science class.[…]
Lafayette’s Evangeline Steakhouse had a familiar air about it when I walked through the doors to meet with the Acadiana Speck Club.[…]
It happens every year. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later, but inevitably it happens.[…]
The murky predawn glow of the ride across the coastal Terrebonne Parish marsh had broken spectacularly into a beautiful sun-soaked morning as we broke free of the rich salt marsh.[…]
What luck. The doggone drawbridge was open on the Causeway. Just what I needed.[…]
Draw a line on a map between the Cameron Jetties and the 18-mile light out of Sabine Pass then back to the Sabine Jetties, and you have a triangle.[…]
It’s difficult to keep a positive attitude about a fishing trip when certain things take place on the long, predawn drive from New Orleans to Venice.[…]
These didn’t look ANYTHING like pick-box draftees. None wore the battered sneakers and long-sleeved work shirt. None wore that huge straw sombrero and baggy pantaloons. None looked like Edith Bunker or Phyllis Diller. No, the sight of these had us RIVETED.[…]