West Delta Unwrapped
Jagged bolts of lightning flashed through the blinds of the Sandpiper Cove, and the accompanying boom of thunder rocked us from our warm bunks long before the requested 5 a.m. wakeup call.[…]
Jagged bolts of lightning flashed through the blinds of the Sandpiper Cove, and the accompanying boom of thunder rocked us from our warm bunks long before the requested 5 a.m. wakeup call.[…]
When Maggie Corbett left her Springfield, Missouri home on Wednesday to head down to Cocodrie for opening day of snapper season, she had a good feeling.[…]
It’s pretty easy to forget about the offshore fish willing to bite and put up a fight with all the excellent inshore fishing that so many are experiencing this winter.[…]
Many people fish — or at least profess to fish — just for the thrill of feeling the raw piscatorial power throbbing through the line.[…]
As the morning sun was just starting to glow over the horizon, the Mr. Todd made its way down Tiger Pass. The needle on the vessel’s temperature gauge climbed almost as quickly as the thermometer, reflecting the record 95-degree heat radiating from the nearby marsh.
Capt. Coon Schouest slowed the vessel to check out the situation.[…]
The irritating blare of the alarm clock startled me awake at 2:45 a.m. I intentionally set it for that time, figuring I could quickly wash my face, get dressed and be out the door in 15 minutes.[…]
One of the more pleasant “distractions” involving trolling baits for billfish off the Louisiana coast is the tasty by-catch of dolphin — dorado or mahi-mahi for sensitive or easily confused types — big enough to attack and get a hold of a bait designed for the biggest of bites. […]
Came late summer, and Eddie finally sprang for that 22-foot Pro-line he’d been mooning over since he moved back down from up north, where he’d migrated after LSU.[…]
The giant flare was as impressive audibly as it was in a visual sense, giving off a dull roar.[…]
It flashed like a silver dish flipping underwater. The lane snapper shot one way and then another.[…]
Stopping in the middle of the Gulf with no oil rig in site, the group of seasoned anglers aboard the High Life started to question their captain’s motives.[…]
Louisiana offshore anglers are spoiled, with a fishery that is arguably the best in the country. It’s absolutely the best in the Gulf of Mexico.[…]
The bass rod bowed as if I’d hooked a big largemouth and was trying to wrestle the fish out of thick lily pads.[…]
One of the more amazing stories in Louisiana saltwater history is the fairly recent popularity of the yellowfin tuna as a food and sport fish.[…]
Most men go to sleep at night and dream of Cindy Crawford.[…]
I’ve got a buddy who’s a fellow offshore fishing junkie. An attorney by trade, his preference of pursuit leans heavily toward the often excruciatingly heavy pull of a yellowfin tuna. Heck, he’s probably read more on intricacies of capturing yellowfins than any single facet of civil procedure.[…]