Houses of the Holy
The Holy Grail of bass fishing can be found in North Louisiana. Didn’t know there was a Holy Grail of bass fishing, much less that it could be found in your own back yard?[…]
The Holy Grail of bass fishing can be found in North Louisiana. Didn’t know there was a Holy Grail of bass fishing, much less that it could be found in your own back yard?[…]
Most men go to sleep at night and dream of Cindy Crawford.[…]
The speed of the man’s dissertation was positively stunning. We hadn’t even ordered at the Orange, Texas, Waffle House, and Capt. Skip James (409-886-5341) was in his element, giving me the lowdown on the trip on which we were about to embark.
Flounder biological information, historical catches, feeding habits, basic techniques, advanced techniques, they were all there, being spewed rapid-fire in response to a simple statement: “So, what have you got planned for us today?”
Howard Hammonds of Old Bayside Bait Co. — never one to back down from a conversation — just ducked his head into a menu and smiled, knowing what must be going through my head.[…]
Crappie. White Perch. Sac-a-lait. Call them whatever you want, but in the Cormier household, we call them “dinner.” Nothing brings everyone to the table faster than a fresh-fried batch of these tasty critters.
For that reason, anytime I’m on the water and fishing sac-a-lait, I practice a different form of catch-and-release. I catch the sac-a-lait, then release them into my ice box.[…]
The anglers shivered as the boat came off plane, evidence that leading edge of a cold front working its way through the state had reached Blind River.[…]
You step off the LAB aircraft after a 4 1/2-hour flight from Miami to Manaus, and are surrounded with fishermen — the long the short and the tall, all wearing hats that proclaim their quarry. They’re here for tucunare’— the fabulous peacock bass of the Amazon basin.[…]
If bluegills got to be a hundred pounds, no one would ever be safe swimming.[…]
At the entrance of the open water, all thoughts and hope of a pleasant ride across the open water disappeared like last summer’s submerged oyster-grass islands. A strong will quickly gave in to an unmistakable force.[…]
Everybody likes to bet a sure thing. But a true “sure thing” is about as rare as a 10-pound speck.[…]
Vapor clouds billowed with every breath as the anglers worked their way past a bridge, working the pilings that normally held bass.[…]
There’s this credit card commercial you’re perhaps familiar with — especially if you’re an LSU football fan.[…]
The nice lady on the phone who promised to send me a map and regulations pamphlet assured me that while I was hunting Kentucky, I’d feel like I was hunting God’s Country.
Boy, was she right.[…]
A Louisiana favorite eagerly meets the challenge of a demanding artificial lure market with a new look for an old friend of spinnerbait aficiandos inside and outside the Sportsman’s Paradise.[…]
A couple of decades ago, I was a diver for the Dallas Fire Department, one of the last people anyone wanted to need to find a friend or family member.[…]
Dear Capt. Paul:
Can I use the property deeds to find property lines with a GPS unit?
Thanks for your answer.[…]
If the excuse for not having a rod or reel on your Christmas wish list is because you’ve been waiting for the 2005 models to come out, then I’ve got some good news: I just saved a bunch of money on my insurance by switching… no just kidding, the good news is that most of the 2005 product lines are already out.[…]