Jefferson Parish’s emergency preparedness guru, the affable Walter Maestri, says the destruction caused by hurricanes is the rent we pay to live in a place as wonderful as South Louisiana.
He’s right. […]
Every year, trophy bucks come off of public land in Louisiana. Hunters who kill these monstrous animals know how to outthink the other hunters as well as the bucks.
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Sarah Hebert had been in the woods since she was about 5 years old. She had been coached on the ways of hunting by her father, and she had spent time on the range. […]
Light has barely begun to leak over the horizon when the hunters hear the first ducks hurtling past their blind. […]
“It’s easier to ski behind a fishing boat than fish out of a ski boat.”
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Big-game fish see red when they see flying fish, one of their favorite foods to eat. […]
I met the grizzled hunter at a taxidermy shop when he came in with two huge bucks. One had eight points with tall, heavy antlers. The other, a magnificent 12-pointer, didn’t have antlers quite as heavy, but it had a very wide rack and extremely long tines — much wider and longer than the 8 point’s. […]
No one can deny it’s Larry Frey’s name on the deed.
But he doesn’t own this land. […]
David Hale has used motion-sensor cameras for years. […]
I could see halfway down ivory antlers that looked wide and heavy moving above the gallberry bushes. I stood quietly, clicked my mechanical release onto the string of my bow and prepared to draw. […]
Gilbert’s James McMurray was getting worried. Deer season was ending and his freezer was sorely lacking packages marked “venison” to carry his family through the months ahead. […]
Like most everybody else in Southeast Louisiana after Hurricane Katrina, my family and I spent our days assessing damage, clearing downed trees and just generally looking after other folks. Normal seemed such a long way away. It still does. […]
Dear Capt. Paul:
Do you have the GPS coordinates for the deep-water rigs called Oregano and Serrano? I know they are located in Garden Banks within a 20-mile radius south of the Auger.
Thanks for your help! […]
The snake was a moccasin, swimming downstream in what was called the “old” river — a channel off the Amite, running behind an elongated island. We were in Port Vincent on Butch Croom’s land. The lazy waters of the old river channel flowed behind the land with absolutely no discernible water movement. […]
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