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Red Snapper Resurgence?
Red snapper fishing, which has been slower-than-expected all summer long, is now drawing to a close. The season ends Oct. 31, and will not reopen until April 21, 2004. […]
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Gray Days
Every hunter has a specialty.
He may hunt for everything from antelopes to zebras, but there’s one animal that holds his fancy more than the rest. […]
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The Fish Empire
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. […]
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Cokie’s golden day at the Meadow
“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. […]
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Delta Teal Revisited
The teal opener and it’s a coolish 63 degrees. Could anything be more GLORIOUS?! […]
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Hope Floats in Hopedale
It happens every year. Sometimes sooner, sometimes later, but inevitably it happens. […]
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Shallow-Water Jaws
You should never underestimate an opponent whose ancestors hung out with Tyrannosaurus Rex. […]
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Bay Boat Blues
Transition is an ugly word for most inshore fishermen, especially those Southeast Louisiana anglers who favor the pull and delicate flesh of the speckled trout. […]
Bass Fishing
Delta Dominance
Venice and the Bassmaster Classic just haven’t mixed. […]
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Get to the Point
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. […]
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Snapper Symmetry
Capt. Aaron Pierce was waiting at the dock when we arrived. Daylight was peeking over the horizon, and our steed for the day, a 26-foot Glacier Bay Catamaran, reflected the early morning light. […]
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Born Again!
What luck. The doggone drawbridge was open on the Causeway. Just what I needed. […]
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Go West, Young Man
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. […]
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Trolling the Trestles
I pulled out my hand-held GPS to check our speed. Once all the satellites kicked in, it registered the incredible velocity of 2.4 knots. That’s right, two point four. […]
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Main Attraction
Doink!
A jolt of energy shot up my line and transferred to my rod tip. Some unseen fish had just struck my silver Croakertail bait; there was no doubt about it. […]