As a Southerner I hate to admit that crappie (affectionately called sac-a-lait by fellow anglers in Cajun country) are the one game fish variety that I have spent the least amount of time pursuing. Granted, I’ve caught “specks” over the years while bass fishing, and I’ve claimed to be crappie fishing on occasion when I [...]
Without a doubt, I have the best wife an angler or hunter could have. In March, we celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. However, with work and kids we didn’t have an opportunity to do anything elaborate for the special occasion, so we booked a weekend getaway to Natchez, Mississippi. I know what you’re thinking – [...]
It has always amazed me how two different agencies within the same department of the United States government (Department of Interior) could be such polar opposites in their approach to wildlife management. Part of the mission of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, historically, has been to manage fish and wildlife populations for sustainability, while [...]
I wasn’t ready to give up yet. A hot bird that I was sure I could kill under the right situation was still gobbling in the distance. Though I had persuaded him to give me a look once (but out of range), the set-up wasn’t right and he turned away. I needed to move. One [...]
Opening weekend of the 2012 turkey season in southern Arkansas went as expected – nothing. After two days of hard hunting, we heard a total of two gobbles, both from adjoining leases we did not have permission to hunt. The spring was just too early, and our season too late, to expect much gobbling activity [...]
It has always amazed me how two different agencies within the same department of the United States government (Department of Interior) could be such polar opposites in their approach to wildlife management. Part of the mission of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, historically, has been to manage fish and wildlife populations for sustainability, while [...]
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As a Southerner I hate to admit that crappie (affectionately called sac-a-lait by fellow anglers in Cajun country) are the one game fish variety that I have spent the least amount of time pursuing. Granted, I’ve caught “specks” over the years while bass fishing, and I’ve claimed to be crappie fishing on occasion when I [...]
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I wasn’t ready to give up yet. A hot bird that I was sure I could kill under the right situation was still gobbling in the distance. Though I had persuaded him to give me a look once (but out of range), the set-up wasn’t right and he turned away. I needed to move. One [...]
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It’s been raining for the last week, and your home water looks like chocolate milk instead of its normal gin-clear condition. You’re fishing a tournament, and the lake happens to have both largemouth bass and spotted (Kentucky) bass. The problem is, there are different regulations for each species. Any spotted bass over 12 inches is [...]
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As a Southerner I hate to admit that crappie (affectionately called sac-a-lait by fellow anglers in Cajun country) are the one game fish variety that I have spent the least amount of time pursuing. Granted, I’ve caught “specks” over the years while bass fishing, and I’ve claimed to be crappie fishing on occasion when I [...]
Without a doubt, I have the best wife an angler or hunter could have. In March, we celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. However, with work and kids we didn’t have an opportunity to do anything elaborate for the special occasion, so we booked a weekend getaway to Natchez, Mississippi. I know what you’re thinking – [...]
It has always amazed me how two different agencies within the same department of the United States government (Department of Interior) could be such polar opposites in their approach to wildlife management. Part of the mission of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, historically, has been to manage fish and wildlife populations for sustainability, while [...]
I wasn’t ready to give up yet. A hot bird that I was sure I could kill under the right situation was still gobbling in the distance. Though I had persuaded him to give me a look once (but out of range), the set-up wasn’t right and he turned away. I needed to move. One [...]
